(G. Johnson/P. Ballantyne) I'm a workin' man But I ain't worked for a while Like some old tin can From the bottom of the pile I have lost my way But I hear a tale About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement My words are like a rope That's wrapped around my throat Wash my mouth with soap For words unfit to quote I have lost my way But I hear a tale About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement I have lost my way But I hear a tale About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement And now I'm free to go But time cannot remove The only life I know Now only time will prove Yes only time will prove If I have lost my way 'Cause I hear a tale About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement Yeah, I lost my way But I hear a tale About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement