Lyrics

Towards Alberta
Music & Lyrics by Bruce Donnola

We split up in the hills of the southern Catskills,
In a town with one store and one tavern.
We had tried everything, silver words, golden ring,
But our days were a cold, dark cavern.
There was no one to blame,
There's no villain to name.
Just the yellowing hours growing colder.
As she kissed me goodbye, she said maybe I'll try
Heading somewhere northwest
Towards Alberta.

I myself headed down to a panhandle town,
In the west Texas flats I'd forget her.
Neath a blistering sun, knowing when day was done,
In a cold sea of gin I'd feel better.
Every night a new flame,
Every night a new name
To forget soon as she would let me hold her.
But as I watched her undress,
Gazed on her nakedness,
My eyes would drift north
Towards Alberta.

Now I hunger and thirst, wondering who'll perish first,
Whether me or this broken down Rambler.
There'sa blizzard ahead, and it might stop me dead,
But it seems I've become quite the gambler.
If the snow just holds on
I'll hit CHeyenne by dawn,
Then it's five hundred miles to the border.
I've a long road to take,
I am wide, wide awake,
And I'm heading north
Towards Alberta.

I've a long road to take,
I am wide, wide awake,
And I'm heading north
Towards Alberta.