In North Ontario<\/p>\n
the place where i come from<\/p>\n
the grain grows high and frames the sky<\/p>\n
the clay has been there forever<\/p>\n
that’s where I’m gonna die.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
the roads are straight and go dusty ‘n far<\/p>\n
mile after exact mile<\/p>\n
you’ll know exactly where you are.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
the breakfast joints are always packed<\/p>\n
there’s talk of the hockey games<\/p>\n
there’s talk of weather and winter comin’ back.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
the women pull their men in close at night<\/p>\n
hangin’ on, survivin’, hopin’<\/p>\n
things ‘ll work out right.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
there’s fights outside the hotel every Saturday night<\/p>\n
the women wear too much make up<\/p>\n
and are never seen in white.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
has a muddy river running through it and train tracks too<\/p>\n
old farmers fill the old age homes<\/p>\n
they ain’t\u00a0got nothin’ left to do.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
your piss will freeze before it hits the ground<\/p>\n
in summer the flies block out the sun and<\/p>\n
the land forever, will never let you down.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
black bear, moose, beaver in every lake<\/p>\n
men sit on summer porches<\/p>\n
cursing about the money they didn’t make.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
you can spit and grow a beard<\/p>\n
wear big rubber boots around town<\/p>\n
the mud falling off, from the land you just plowed.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
the winters last forever and you can hear wolves howl<\/p>\n
there ain’t nobody to hold yur hand<\/p>\n
there ain’t no fancy footin’ allowed.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
a man can build his own place at his own pace<\/p>\n
paycheck by paycheck,<\/p>\n
a man can mill his own dreams<\/p>\n
in his own bed, in winter’s solid embrace.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where i come from<\/p>\n
has 4H and no nine to five<\/p>\n
nobody need ask no one what it means to be alive,<\/p>\n
they eat their eggs broken n Jesus still saves<\/p>\n
n the big trucks keep driving by<\/p>\n
not a honk, not a wave.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where I come from<\/p>\n
there’s crows high in the sky and big birds fly<\/p>\n
they just fly right on by<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The place where I come from<\/p>\n
every guy has a pickup and the transports roar by town<\/p>\n
the place where I come from is where<\/p>\n
nobody is bound …..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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