Born In Ontario

You might see me down in Alabama

Or Baton Rouge down in Louisiana

I might make it up to Detroit City

Where people work hard and life is gritty

It don't really matter where I am

It's what I do, it's what I can

This old world has been good to me

So I try to give back and I want to be free

I was born in Ontario

I was born in Ontario, Ontario, Ontario, Ontario

I still like to sing a happy song

Once in a while and things go wrong

I pick up a pen, scribble on a page

Try to make sense of my inner rage

One cold winter we went down south

With daddy's typewriter for a couple of months

And I was born in Ontario

I was born in Ontario, Ontario, Ontario, Ontario

I was born in Ontario

Where the black fly bites

And the green grass grows

That's where I learned most of what I know

Cause you don't learn much

When you start to get old

I left home at a tender young age

Cause mom and daddy never liked to stay

In any one place for very long

We just kept moving, moving on

I was born in Ontario

I was born in Ontario, Ontario, Ontario, Ontario