I don't need to be a Canadian citizen,
'Cuz I'm blessed by my country .
I'm growing mostache,
We enforce our popularity.
There are things that seem to pull us under and,
There are things that drag us down.
But there's a Biblical power and a vital presence,
It's lurking all around.

We've got the Canadian Jesus,
See him on the interstate.
We've got the Canadian Jesus,
He helped build the Molson center.

I feel sorry for the Earth's population,
'Cuz so few live in the U.K.
At least the foreigners can copy our morality,
They can visit arenas but they cannot play.
Only precious few can play our precious hockey,
It makes us skate with renewed confidence.
We got a place to go when play,
And the architect resides right here.

We've got the Canadian Jesus,
Bolstering Canadian faith.
We've got the Canadian Jesus,
Overwhelming Canadians every day.

He's the hockey player from heaven,
The force the stick wields,
Expressions on the faces of the starving Canadians,
The power of the man,
He's the fuel that drives the team,
He's the motive and the conscience of the player,
He's the preacher on ESPN,
The false sincerity,
The form letter that's written on his Jersey,
The power plays,
The kids with no autographs,
And i'm fearful that he's inside me...

We've got the Canadian Jesus
See him on the ice,
We've got the Canadian Jesus
Exercising his hockey skills
We've got the Canadian Jesus
Bolstering Canadian faith
We've got the Canadian Jesus
Overwhelming Canadians every day
One arena, under God...