The Ballad of the RAA

We invariably left the prairies, in my heart Since well it never moved an inch Does the love grow, home with the wild rose? Now, somethings moving out here We invariably left the prairies And my heart, since they never moved an inch And then you found me, alone on a Friday Now, somethings moving out here Swap Garneau for Dundas My parents for your dad The Rockies for the Great Lakes And my heart pounds as you say Swap Garneau for Dundas My parents for your dad The Rockies for the Great Lakes And my heart pounds as you say And all these things will pass It's the good ones that will last And right here what we've had Is a good thing, and it will last And all these things will pass It's the good ones that will last And right here what we've had Is a good thing, it will last