Canadian Whiskey

In the hills of Montana

There's a timber wolf howlin'

The Rangers are prowlin'

For a woman alone

She'd run away

From an Indian lover

He'll never recover

She turned him to stoneShe drank Canadian whiskey

Pure blended whiskey

She drank it like wine

Her eyes were the color

Of Canadian whiskey

Pure blended whiskey

So light brown and fineTwenty years later

I heard of a woman

She's living alone

Up by Yellowstone Creek

And old Trapper John

Brings her cases of whiskey

Canadian whiskey

He says she never will speakShe drank Canadian whiskey

Pure blended whiskey

She drank it like wine

Her eyes were the color

Of Canadian whiskey

Pure blended whiskey

So light brown and fine