Lyrics: Bryan Adams
Music: Bryan Adams
Never thought I'd see the day
Never thought I'd see the plan
Where everything could get harder
For the working man
Yeah, we're better off together
Bu we're way better hand in hand
But the 49th parallel
Has become a line drawn in the sand
Let me give it to you straight
When you're talking about my home
You better show some respect
'Cuz up here we take care of our own
So let me give you some advice, mister
You might have too much on your plate
Go'n load us up with tariffs
But we'll never be the 51st State
Maybe you've forgotten
Maybe you just don't care
But we always stood beside you
For that liberty we share
You can push us to the brink
But where the open road divides
You'll find a wall of maple
With us on the other side
Let me give it to you straight
When you're talking about my home
You better show some respect
'Cuz up here we take care of our own
So let me give you some advice, mister
You might have too much on your plate
You're welcome across the border
But we'll never be the 51st State