Lyrics

[Verse]
Out in Prince Edward Island, where the fields stretch wide and long,
The heart of McCardle's workin' crew beats strong.
From the dawn 'til the dusk, we plant and we haul,
Potatoes and grains, we give it our all.

[Verse 2]
In the HR office they plan and they dream,
Figure out the payroll, make sure it's clean.
Out in the warehouse, with forklifts we glide,
With every lifted pallet, we feel that pride.

[Chorus]
Here's to the workers, in the fields and the floors,
Runnin' the plant with open hearts and open doors.
From the dirt on our hands to the sweat on our brows,
We build a future, right here and now.

[Verse 3]
In the morning light, the tractors they hum,
Harvestin' the bounty, there's work to be done.
Rain or shine, we don't ever back down,
McCardle's lifeblood, we're the heartbeat of this town.

[Verse 4]
When the day's work is over, and the sun starts to set,
We gather 'round together, our worries we forget.
With a cold drink in hand, and stories to share,
We laugh about the good times and show how much we care.

[Chorus]
Here's to the workers, in the fields and the floors,
Runnin' the plant with open hearts and open doors.
From the dirt on our hands to the sweat on our brows,
We build a future, right here and now.