In the back country
The spruce and balsam grow
All through the day
Scramble, to beat the snow
Down... in the night
I hear the wind
Through the trees blow
All through the day
Scramble, to beat the snow
I'm alive up on a mountainside
In the morning, in the cold
The warming sun on my face is turning
Turning, turning the hills gold
Eagle sky, fills my eyes
Fills my eyes with the sunrise
Fills my eyes with the sunrise
A moment of meditation
A second of serenity
An instant of introspection
I'm lost in your affection
A moment of meditation
A second of serenity
An instant of introspection
No I fear the cost of your rejection
In the back country
The spruce and balsam grow
All through the day
Scramble, to beat the snow
Down... in the night
I hear the wind through the trees blow
All through the day
Scramble, to beat the snow
I'm alive up on a mountainside
In the morning, in the cold
The warming sun on my face is turning
Turning, turning the hills gold
Eagle sky, fills my eyes
Fills my eyes with the sunrise
Fills my eyes with the sunrise
A moment of meditation
A second of serenity
An instant of introspection
I'm lost in your affection
A moment of meditation
A second of serenity
An instant of introspection
Now I fear the cost of your rejection
In the back country
The spruce and balsam grow
On a bluebird day
On a bluebird day
On a bluebird day