He left Saskatchewan with Calgary in sight, Audi hummin’ soft in the prairie light. Coffee in the cup holder, meeting on his mind, Trying to make it home, leaving wheat fields behind. But somewhere on a road where the cell bars fell, That 2006 Audi said, “Brother, farewell.” There was a cough, then a clank, then a silence so wide, Just him and the wind on the Saskatchewan side. Chorus Oh, the timing belt blew on a country road, With a department meeting and a heavy load. He was Calgary-bound, but the car said, “No,” Now he’s praying for a tow in the prairie glow. He’s got faith in his heart and dust on his shoes, A German car singing the Saskatchewan blues. Verse 2 He checked under the hood like he knew what to see, But that engine looked back like, “Don’t ask me.” The geese flew over, the sun dipped low, And the nearest town was an hour or so. He texted the brothers, “I may be late, The Audi has entered a testing state.” The overseer sighed, but he still kept calm, With a service bag, a phone, and a roadside psalm. Chorus Oh, the timing belt blew on a country road, With a department meeting and a heavy load. He was Calgary-bound, but the car said, “No,” Now he’s praying for a tow in the prairie glow. He’s got faith in his heart and dust on his shoes, A German car singing the Saskatchewan blues. Bridge Some trials come softly, some trials come fast, Some come wrapped in an Audi that wasn’t built to last. But if love can travel farther than any machine, He’ll still make that meeting by Zoom on the screen. Verse 3 So raise up a coffee for the man on the road, With a blown timing belt and a story to be told. He may not roll in with the engine purrin’ fine, But he’s still got heart and he’s still online. And someday in Calgary, when the meeting is done, We’ll laugh ’bout the belt and the prairie sun. For even when plans fall apart at the seams, The work still moves forward with faithful teams. Final Chorus Oh, the timing belt blew on a country road, With a department meeting and a heavy load. He was Calgary-bound, but the car said, “No,” Now he’s waiting for rescue where the wheat fields grow. He’s got faith in his heart and dust on his shoes, A German car singing the Saskatchewan blues. Tag Yeah, a German car singing… those Saskatchewan blues.