Standard (EADGBE)

I?m so content, to stand in line

Wait and see, pass the time

Talk a streak, fall asleep

Wake up late, whine and weep

 I kiss the hand that slaps me senseless

I?m so accepting, I am so defenseless

I am far too Canadian, I am far too Canadian

I pick the bones of what?s been done and I

Lick them clean with a cautious tongue

In dim-lit rooms, I spill my guts

I?m the revolution when the doors are shut

I?d bite the hand that slaps me senseless

But my patience, it is too relentless

I am far too Canadian, I am far too Canadian

Bridge

I am the face of my country

Expressionless and small

Weak at the knees, shaking badly

Can?t straighten up at all

 I watch the spine of my country bend and break

I?m in a sorry state

I scratch the walls to mark the days

With my coup de tete I am locked away

With mother Jones, pots of tea

The kitchen poster, anarchy

I never march in demonstrations

I hold my breath for arbitration

I am far too Canadian, I am far too Canadian

I am far too Canadian, I am far too Canadian

I am a sorry state

 Won?t you welcome to the sorry state?

Just a note: most of the F#m?s can also be played as F#m 7th, if you

prefer. This sounds most authentic on an acoustic.