Where The Road Turns To Fire

I found a yellow headed stranger on the Yellow Head run

I picked him up and we drove off into the sun

“Go West Young Man” was what the prophets said

But we’re alive and all of them are dead

We took the road from Valhalla to Edmonton and on

Through cattle country, Waterton and beyond

Beneath the blue Alberta skies, brighter than sapphire

Drove the Sun Road, where the road turns to fire

We kept on going with the sun in our eyes

We could have stopped but we never found a reason why

We saw the world change, and the people on the way

Everything a man could want, we passed by every day

We reached his stop and he thanked me for the ride

He shook my hand and he looked me deep in the eyes

Before he walked away, he told me I should look higher

And lay my heart to rest where the road turns to fire

And he sang

Take me home where my ancestors lie

Across the Rainbow in the Sky

When the trees burn red and gold in the shire

I’ll ride alone where the road turns to fire

I was heading north on the 15 freeway

The sky was turning a darker shade of gray

I said it looks like rain to no one in particular

All I need is the road, piece of mind, and this old guitar

The wind blew cold but I don’t fear the cold

Like the changing leaves I know my heart is old

But the road still beckons, fanning my desire

Bury my heart where the road turns to fire

Just like a lone wolf I rode across the border

Rode till I couldn’t get much norther

Staring at the sun, reflecting asphalt desire

When the road turns to fire

Bury my heart where the road turns to fire