Return to Onion Lake
Why don't you go back to Onion Lake?
A world where you always fit in
They don't cop to that Moose Jaw attitude
And all of that jiving around
Well, I broke down in Turtleford
And I hitched a ride south in a K-car
The driver said he'd take me to Buzzard
But he drove me instead to Onion Lake
Well, I was drinking in Smiley
And we heard about a party in Druid
I passed out in the back seat en route
And I woke up alone in Onion Lake
Why don't you go back to Onion Lake?
You never fit in around here
You can go down to Lloydminster weekly
And dance with the big city girls
Well, I met a shy girl in White Fox
Stamping letters at a penny a shot
She told me she came from Carrot River
But the tag on her wig said Onion Lake
She told me about a drifter from Forgon
Who got a job in Uranium City
He was making 60 K per annum
Til they found his head
In a mailbox in Onion Lake
Autor(es): Matthew Grimson