wake up, raise the curtains
on your deep provincial eyes
speak out, for i am certain
that it’s no disguise
’cause soldiers stopping traffic
couldn’t keep these wheels at bay
their guns smoked and the sun broke
and we hauled awayand did you get my message
on the peoples’ radio?
i wrote it in alberta
across the prairie spine
and “i’d rather jump the border
than trail from east to west.”
then get the booking agent
to find another band
and mothers of the country
take two flags and make a sail
we’ll sail the big dominion
this song is falling…
i built my rocket in a shed
i’m gonna launch it at the sun
i’m gonna launch it from my pad
oh – could i get this?
it’s my northern wish.
meanwhile in the forest
in a parliament of trees
the ink will crack and dry all up
but the compass will swing, any-way
and we don’t need mathematics
we don’t need submarines
to tell how far that the land does go
until it hits the shore
and mothers of the country
take two flags and make a sail
we’ll sail the big dominion
this song is falling
i built my rocket in a shed
i’m gonna launch it at the sun
i’m gonna launch it from my pad
oh – could i get this?
it’s my northern wish.
wake up, raise the curtains
on your deep provincial eyes
speak out for i am certain
this song is over
the Go7 version adds a G chord between verses:
and we hauled away…
and mothers of the country… etc.
