Bud the spud  Tom Connors

##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. ####Cho...  It's [E]Bud the spud from the br[A]ight red m[E]ud


        Rollin' down the highway smi[B7]lin'


        The s[E]puds are big on the b[A]ack of Bud's [E]rig


        And they're f[A]rom Prince E[B7]dward I[E]sland


        They're f[A]rom Prince E[B7]dward Is[E]land


[E]Now from Charlette town or from Summerside


They l[A]oad 'em down for the big long ride


He j[B7]umps in the cab & he's off with the prize su[E]begos


He's gotta catch that boat to make fun & time


Then He h[A]eads up that old New Brunswick line


To Mo[B7]ntreal he comes just a flyin'


With a[E]nother big load of potatos


Cho...


Now the Ontario Provincial Police don't think much of Bud


Yeah the cops have been lookin for the son of a gun


That's been rippin the tar off the 401


They Know the name of the truck shines up in the sun...


Green Gables


And he hits Toronto at seven o'clock


And he backs her up again' ther terminal dock


And the boys gather 'round just to hear him talk


About another big load of potatos


Cho...


Now I know a lotta people from East to West


That like the spuds from the Island best


'Cause they'll stand up to the hardest test


Right on the table


So wheb you see that big truck come a rollin' by


Wave your hand & kinda wink your eye


'Cause that's Bud the Spud from old P.E.I.


With another big load of potatos


Cho...  It's Bud the Spud from the bright red mud


        Rollin' down the highway smilin'


        Because he's got another big load


        Of the best doggone potatos


        That's ever been growed


        And they're from Prince Edward Island


        And they're from Prince Edward Island


Dan Nicholas


Arnprior, On. Canada


nicholdb@istar.ca