The road
It´s home
At least for now, the rivers low
Wake me, please wake me,
It´s cold and warm on the
Prairie freway
All the time I needed your
Approval to be me
All that time spent waiting for
The jury duty...
More than ever I needed Mora
More than Mora means...
Be whatever you must
Be to get by
It´s oil, it´s wheat, it´s soil
It´s meat
It´s beef!
The road, it´s home, the
Mountain high, river low...
Wake me, please wake me,
When it´s my turn to drive
Only the lonely - and maybe John
Denver - know the Canadian freeway
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