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

halls

and bars

everyone that i call friend

knows they will not be forgot

trains and planes and rented cars

singers

saints

and other stars

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

picking 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'