Glory hail! Against life's sorrows I rale. Before me unfurl the vast wonderous world

With steady saunter we make for that great green yonder

I've found in steel a willing accomplice, a grumbling companion with who I might accomplish

The discovery of my dreams, now free of cursed enthralling screens

That unliving endless glow which once captivated oh so

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Is no longer my only friend, my time imprisoned now at an end

This iron steed has warmed to me and now together we race freely towards to horizon chasing the next mystery

Of what lies beyond the bends and hills? Beyond mountain forest or tundra plains? We're always chasing thrills.

Together in quite sympathy, the open road, this iron steed and me.

Alone, yet one in harmony. Profound peace and joy fall unto me.

For I can go where and when I please; no drama, no betrayal, no trickeries.

The world is wider now with this iron steed, no longer bound to familiar streets.

A taste of the nomad awakens in me, yet I will always recall the roots of mine tree.

For wherever I roam the spirit of home goes with me,

So to wonderous Canada I proclaim, Glory to Thee!