#01894
U-Haul Trail (Don Crewe)

Last Monday morning,
message on my answering service
Said they are down-sizing,
I would not be needed anymore;
Told me to pick up my pay and
everything the company owed me,
Get my walking papers and then
be on my way out the door.

So I drove my pick-up down
to the spot for designated parking,
Joined all my friends for the last
of a thousand coffee breaks;
Bid them farewell, said that
I was headed for the mainland,
Be working in a fortnight or so,
no matter what it takes.

Now I'm looking back at Gander,
disappearing in my rear view mirror,
If I keep pushing ninety I might be
reaching Corner Brook by eight;
I'll make up some time on that lonely stretch
from Robinson's to Wreck House,
And catch the midnight ferry for
a hundred miles across the Cabot Strait.

I'm not exactly sure where this
ramblin' of mine is gonna take me,
It might be Fort McMurray,
could be somewhere downtown T.O.;
My only chance is taking chances
somewhere in the limits of this country,
I'm another lone statistic
headed up along the U-Haul Trail.

Now I'm looking back at Gander,
disappearing in my rear view mirror,
If I keep pushing ninety I might be
reaching Corner Brook by eight;
I'll make up some time on that lonely stretch
from Robinson's to Wreck House,
And catch the midnight ferry for
a hundred miles across the Cabot Strait.
And catch the midnight ferry for
a hundred miles across the Cabot Strait.

####.... Don Crewe. Performance rights administered by SOCAN. All rights reserved ....####
Recorded by Don Crewe [b.1944] of Port aux Basques, NL (On The Rock, trk#4, 2001, Independent)


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