Ontario
OustShe said we need to talk, to come up to her place.
And at the border they could see it in my face.
There are just certain things a man cannot erase.
When I first crossed the line to Windsor and to you,
They took me back to their interrogation room.
They said it looked like I might overstay my due.
I never dreamed I'd have that scarlet mark removed.
Well I held my head to the sky,
And I said my final goodbye.
And that bridge, ungodly waste of blue,
Ambassador to you.
'Cause this'll be the last time that
I set foot in Ontario. O Canada.
I'd driven back that hour a thousand nights before.
I'd never seen my future seem so damn unsure.
Red letters loomed above the Hotel Yorba doors.
I set fire to my passport on the floor.
Well I held my head to the sky,
And I said my final goodbye.
And that bridge, ungodly waste of blue,
Ambassador to you.
'Cause this'll be the last time that
I set foot in Ontario, Canadia.