A Real Canadian Girl

She loves the way it feels

Driving snowmobiles

And laughing at her dates

When they don't know how to skate

She knows her hockey games

And the players of the world

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She's from the Miramichi

By the old Atlantic Sea

But like the rolling tides

She travels far and wide

So fond of the great outdoors

With a glowing heart a twirl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She's a real Canadian girl

A real Canadian girl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She'll brave the Yukon nights

And dance to the Northern Lights

Then she's off to ski

In the mountains of B.C.

In the summer, she'll play ball

In the wintertimes, she'll curl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

From the river of Saint John

To the old Saskatchewan

Up along the Caribou

She'll paddle her canoe

She loves the bears and birds

And every little squirrel

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She's a real Canadian girl

A real Canadian girl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

Now when you see her play

She'll take your breath away

Bathing in the sun

Or swimming just for fun

And if some lucky guy

Should land this precious pearl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She loves the way it feels

Driving snowmobiles

And laughing at her dates

When they don't know how to skate

She knows her hockey games

And the players of the world

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl

She's a real Canadian girl

A real Canadian girl

She's an all Acadian, northern lady

And a real Canadian girl