Well i'd rather be Walking through the tall pine trees High Up above lake louise And i'd rather be Chasing after shooting stars Than waiting for this dumb 503 ttc I'd like to see The sun set behind saddle mountain And listen to the wind whisper my name Yea this world and me don't fit One of us is going to have to quit Oh how i miss those western skies And i'd rather be Back in the rocky mountains Than sitting in some bar on queen street And i'd rather be Walking through the high meadow Than watching the latest war on my tv So please don't you stand in my way I just got to get out of this place If i waste another day I'm sure the sun will forget my name Oh how i miss those western skies Oh to see the sunset in her eyes Oh to see the sunshine in her eyes And i'd rather be Lying by the bow river Just watching the clouds go by Yea i'd rather be Anywhere else than here tonight Than stuck in the city But through the pain Good things will come After the rain the sun But that don't mean much to me Stuck in the city Oh how i miss those western skiesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
