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Well I’d rather be

Walking through the tall pine trees

High up above Lake Louise

And I’d rather be

Chasing after shooting stars

Than waiting for this dumb 503 TTC

I’d like to see

The sunset behind Saddle Mountain

And listen to the wind whisper my name

Yeah, this world and me don’t fit

One of us is going to have to quit

Oh, how I miss those western skies

And I’d rather be

Back in the Rocky Mountains

Than sitting in some bar on Queen Street

And I’d rather be

Walking through the high meadow

Than watching the latest war on my TV

So please don’t you stand in my way

I just got to get out of this place

If I waste another day

I’m sure the sun will forget my name

Oh, how I miss those western skies

Oh, to see the sunset in her eyes

Oh, to see the sunshine in her eyes

And I’d rather be

Lying by the Bow River

Just watching the clouds go by

Yeah, I’d rather be

Anywhere else than here tonight

Than stuck in the city

But through the pain

Good things will come

After the rain the sun

But that don’t mean much to me

Stuck in the city

Oh, how I miss those western skies

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