Hi'way Songs

When I walk the hill so high Around the town where I was born New York seems so far away Though I was there just yesterday I have played on my guitar In coffeehouses, hall and bars Everyone that I call friend Knows they will not be forgot Trains and planes and rented cars Singers, saints and other starts I suspect them every one They'll never change, it's too much fun Just for now I'd like to rest In the shade of a maple tree To the blue Canadian sky I'll say a prayer for the world out there When I stand on my own sod It feels so good to be home, by God The winter wind has turned my head But I always came up warm somehow Bottles, beads and cigarettes And lovers that I ain't found yet Pickin' with a friend till dawn And singing all of those hi'way songs Just for now I'd like to rest In the shade of a maple tree To the blue Canadian sky I'll say a prayer for the world out there When I walk the hill so high Around the town where I was born New York seems so far away Though I was there just yesterday I would travel all my life If loneliness was not the price While headin' north across that line's The only time I'm flyin' --- Hi'way Songs - Gordon Lightfoot