Corb Lund and The Hurtin’ Albertans – This Is My Prairie

This Is My Prairie Lyrics
Corb Lund and The Hurtin’ Albertans – This Is My Prairie Lyrics

(*Lund, Harry Stinson)
This is my prairie, this is my home
An’ I’ll make my stand here, and I’ll die alone
Well, they can drill, an’ they can mine on my smouldering bones
This is my prairie, this is my home

The water is poison, my calves are all dead
My children are sick and the aquifer’s bled
They want a big pipeline, right thru Pop’s grove
But this is my prairie, this is my home

I can’t blame the riggers, or the guys drivin’ truck
For feedin’ their families and makin’ a buck
But take a close look, at the stock that you own
‘Cause this is my prairie, an’ this is my home

I don’t got the money that lawyers can buy
I don’t got my own government’s laws on my side
But I got this old rifle that my granddaddy owned
And this is my prairie, this is my home

Well, this is my prairie, this is my home
An’ I’ll make my stand here, and I’ll die alone
Well they can drill they can mine on my mouldering bones
This is my prairie, this is my home

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