Canadian Pacific – Hank Snow

I rode your ocean liner to Newfoundland
Where I made a living in an iron mine
When I got my fill I went to Nova Scotia
And I fished the salty waters for a time

Passing through Prince Edward Island and New Brunswick
I could see the rocks and cliffs of solid stone
Listening to the seagulls calling to each other
Made me miss my darling and my distant home

Canadian Pacific, carry me three thousand miles
Through the valleys and the forests
To the sunshine of her smile
‘Cross the plains and the rugged mountains
Keep this wandering boy from harm
Canadian Pacific, take me to my baby’s arms

The Atlantic disappeared on the horizon
And Quebec lay waiting for me down the track
For a while I drove a truck to keep from starving
In Ontario I was a lumber-jack

Manitoba and Saskatchewan then followed
Where the wheat fields and the old Red River flowed
In the quiet hours your whistling on the prairie
Touched my heart and set my memories aglow

I could feel the nearness of her warm, sweet kisses
When you rolled into Alberta westward bound
I worked on an oil rig to make some money
For a ticket to the sweetest girl around

Pushing on past Lake Louise in all it’s splendor
Where the trees and Rockies touch the sky above
I got to British Columbia and heaven
On your track I made it back to my true love

Canadian Pacific, carry me three thousand miles
Through the valleys and the forests
To the sunshine of her smile
‘Cross the plains and the rugged mountains
Keep this wandering boy from harm
Canadian Pacific, take me to my baby’s arms