There's no short cut   And no straight line   How am i to find the sleeping country?   Ghost horse in my head keeping time   Wandering lines      Trans Canada      Hot dice keep rolling   Try to lose our nothin'   Now familiar, now forgotten   To get the prize   Forget the song   We're here and gone      Trans Canada      I had that vision, brother   The one about you, brother   We did ride, ride on the shining path together   The black angel   I was on his side   Burn our deep river   Looking into the night   No vacancy   So long      Trans Canada   Hell and gone