A Real Canadian Girl Songtext
von Stompin’ Tom Connors

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-an,
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-an,
A real Canadian girl!

She's a real Canadian girl, a real Canadian girl!
She′s an all Acadian, northern lady-an,
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 winter time she'll curl;
She′s an all Acadian, northern lady-an,
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-an,
A real Canadian girl!

She's a real Canadian girl, a real Canadian girl!
She's an all Acadian, northern lady-an,
A real Canadian girl!

Now when you see her play, she′ll take yer 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-an,
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-an,
A real Canadian girl!

She's a real Canadian girl, a real Canadian girl!
She′s an all Acadian, northern lady-an,
A real Canadian girl!