Down on my wheels If I'd known how windy the prairie would be I might have left my hats behind when I came If I'd known how endless this solitude would seem revelation came late but not too soon to see the sun rising up on the hill behind vermillion I'm driving down highway 17 Chorus: I'm down on my wheels again I'm down on my wheels again If I'd known what an oven this rig of mine would be I might have bought a different truck back when I had the chance but now the lenders are finally out of reach like vultures in the desert they feast on our concumptive dreams and when the coffers are empty is innocence the interest on the price we have to pay Chorus If I'd known how long it takes to get through ontario how eerie the great lake line can be I might have made arrangements for you to join me sooner how far will you go to plunkett calabogie blind river mozart dixie lake guernsey and esk town after tree after town after lake after rain after town after this I dreamed the valley had flooded while I slept and in the morning there were babies on the ground Chorus sometimes this feels like adventure sometimes this feels like sin sometimes road signs are missing to the places I have never been but I can smell the rain before it hits the pavement and I can taste the dust on your skin