oh bruce county

oh bruce county

i would gaze in admiration at your beautiful skies

if they weren’t shrouded by snow clouds

seven months a year

i would observe in awe your vast fields of wildflowers

if they weren’t occupied by corn and beans and

wilted bales of hay

i would drive at 90km/h down your wide open roads

and enjoy a taste of high-speed freedom

if they weren’t always closed due to inclement weather or

downed power lines

oh bruce county

i would gush about your unmatched splendour

for pages and pages

but my mother always taught me not to lie.