Got my rig loaded up twenty-eight tons

Of aviation fuel

On the dash I’ve got you with me baby

For now I’ve got my job I gotta do

Northern road is a place for now

I call my home

Watch your ass past parts of Yellowknife

A man just found his home, underneath the

Ice and snow

Yeah the ice does crack underneath me

And my tandem rig

There’s nothing more I’d like than to see you baby

And our loving sons, Tom and Jim

But Northern road is a place for now I call my home

Watch your ass past parts of Yellowknife

A man just found his home, underneath the

Ice and snow

Move along now you’re way too slow

Before the road here melts away

I can’t get stuck on who I was, or the deals I made

But sometimes, its like driving through the snow

Sometimes, its like fighting with the cold

Northern road is a place for now

I call my home

Watch your ass past parts of Yellowknife

A man just found his home, underneath the

Ice and snow

© DeSoto Rust 2009