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.