I thought I′d leave for a year or two
Make some money and return to you
Outside the darkness passes by
Another shift bus morning ride

The icy fog horizon line
Is not part of nature's grand design
The flare stack makes you think it′s dawn
long before the sun

I'm living in Alberta
miles away from everything I’ve known
Yes I'm living in Alberta
I’m dying to get back home
I′m dying to get back home

I used to walk along the beach
I’d feel the same beneath my feet
Out here there’s no ocean waves
You wouldn’t hear them anyways

Those waves of sand don’t wash and roll
They’re heavy black and fused with oil
A hundred tons in ever load
One never ending road

Yes I'm living in Alberta
miles away from everything I’ve known
Yes I'm living in Alberta
I’m dying to get back home
I′m dying to get back home

Yes I’ve made a lot of friends out here
But it’s not where I being
Yes Alberta she’s been good to me
I’ll miss her when I’m gone

But I’ll know when the tide is in
I’ll feel your breath upon my skin
I’m sitting by the fire again
I’m singing to your ocean

I know I’ll miss the northern lights
But not those minus forty nights
If someone sings a Ron Hynes’ song
He’ll know all the words

Yes I'm living in Alberta
miles away from everything I’ve known
Yes I'm living in Alberta
I’m dying to get back home
I′m dying to get back home

Yes I'm living in Alberta
miles away from everything I’ve known
Yes I'm living in Alberta
I’m dying to get back home
I′m dying to get back home