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 freeway
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.