Like a butterfly
Over the yellow fields
I didn't think I'd cry
That it all could be like this
And she said
On AB93, the Sun's in the ground
On AB93, the sky's in the ground
As such a form as if the shoulder is playhouse
Every colour of a single blue the river breaks
All the chains of Canadian Rockies fade away
I never thought that I could be a cowboy
Everywhere there's a firework of a joy
Everyplace there's a beautiful country girl
On AB93, the Sun's in the ground
On AB93, the sky's in the ground
As such a form as if the shoulder is playhouse
Every colour of a single blue the river breaks
All the chains of Canadian Rockies fade away
I never thought that I could be a cowboy
Everywhere there's a firework of a joy
Everyplace there' a beautiful country girl
Hey, hey, hey, Alberta highway
Hey, hey, hey, Alberta highway
Hey, hey, hey, Alberta highway
Hey, hey, hey, Alberta highway (the great way north)
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