Letra de Canada

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.