WE LEFT FOR ALBERTA, LEFT THE EAST COAST
FOLLOWED THE CLOUDS RUNNING WEST
THE HIGHWAY WAS LONG
AND WORN BY OTHER FOOLS
FOOLS LIKE US I GUESS

WE COULD’VE WORKED A JOB CLOSER TO HOME
BUT NEVER GET FAR AHEAD
NOW WE’RE OUT HERE JUST LONG ENOUGH
TO PAY OFF DEBT
BUT IT HASN’T HAPPENED YET

ALBERTA GOLD
IT’S A STORY WE ALL KNOW
ALBERTA GOLD, ALBERTA GOLD
DARK BLACK AS THE COAL

THERE’S MONEY IN THE AIR
THERE’S CRACKS IN THE STREET
THE DEVIL’S OUT ON THE TOWN
HE’LL BUY US A DRINK
AND FILL OUR CUP
WE’RE PULLING HIS BLOOD FROM THE GROUND

ALBERTA GOLD
IT’S A STORY WE ALL KNOW
ALBERTA GOLD, ALBERTA GOLD
DARK BLACK AS THE COAL

THERE’S NO MORE BOATS LEFT IN THE BAY
NO YOUNG COWBOYS HOME ON THE RANGE

WE’VE BEEN GOING FLAT OUT
ON A THREE WEEK STINT
WE’VE BEEN WORKING OURSELVES TO THE BONE
WE’RE GONNA TAKE A BREAK
FOR JUST A LITTLE WHILE
AND CATCH OUR FLIGHTS BACK HOME

ALBERTA GOLD
IT’S A STORY WE ALL KNOW
ALBERTA GOLD, ALBERTA GOLD
DARK BLACK AS THE COAL

THERE’S NO MORE BOATS LEFT IN THE BAY
NO YOUNG COWBOYS HOME ON THE RANGE