I am a working man
But I ain't worked for a while
Like some old tin can
From the bottom of the pile
From the bottom of the pile

I have lost my way
But I hear tell
About a heaven in Alberta
Where they've got all hell for a basement

My words are like a rope
That's wrapped around my throat
Wash my mouth with soap
For words unfit to quote

I have lost my way
But I hear tell
About heaven in Alberta
Where they got all hell for a basement
I have lost my way
But I hear tell
About heaven in Alberta
Where they got all hell for a basement

And now I'm free to go
But time cannot remove
The only life I've known
Now only time will prove
Yes, only time will prove

If I have lost my way
'Cause I hear tell
About heaven in Alberta
Where they got all hell for a basement
Yeah, I have lost my way
But I hear tell
About heaven in Alberta
Where they got all hell for a basement

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Gordie Edmond Johnson, Patrick Joseph Ballantyne