Bud The Spud

It's Bud the spud from the bright red mud
Rolling down the highway smiling
The Spuds are big on the back of Bud's rig
They're from Prince Edward Island
They're from Prince Edward Island

Now from Charlottetown
or from Summerside
They load him down for the big long ride
He jumps in the cab and he's off
with the pride Sobagos
He's gotta catch the boat to make Tormentine
And he heads up that old New Brunswick line
Through Montreal he comes just a flyin
with another big load a potatoes.

It's Bud the Spud from the bright red mud
Rolling down the highway smiling
The Spuds are big on the back of Bud's rig
They're from Prince Edward Island
They're from Prince Edward Island

Now the Ontario Provincial Police
don't think mucha Bud
Yeah the Cops have been lookin for the son of a gun
That's been rippin the tar off the 401
They know the name on the truck shines up in the sun
"Green Gables."
But he hits Toronto and it's 7 O'Clock
when he backs er up again the terminal dock.
And the boys gather round just to hear him talk
About another big load a potatoes!

It's Bud the Spud from the bright red mud
Rolling down the highway smiling
The Spuds are big on the back of Bud's rig
They're from Prince Edward Island
They're from Prince Edward Island

Now I know a lot of people from east to west
that like the spuds from the island best.
Cause they'll stand up to the hardest test
Right on the table
So when ya see that Big truck rollin by
Wave yer hand or kinda wink yer eye,
Cause that's Bud the Spud from old P. E. I.,
with another big load a potatoes!

It's Bud the Spud from the bright red mud
Rolling down the highway smiling
because he's got another big load,
of the best dog gone potatoes that's ever been growed
And they're from Prince Edward Island
They're from Prince Edward Island.



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Charles Connors
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