Lyrics: Kyle McKearney/Drew Shalka
Music: Kyle McKearney/Drew Shalka
You can spot a lie best when they're telling the truth
Devil wears a vest, and it's bullet proof, oh
The filthy rich aim to confuse you
Pulling teeth and cutting me to make a mark
Born in a golden crib was a part, oh
They sew your stitches and abuse you
Take me home to your wild roses
Fields of gold and ferrel horses
Take me back, take me back, take me back, and
You've been in my dreams
I wanna be where your Rockies whisper
Where your sky holds my heart forever
Take me back, take me back, take me back to
Swimming in your streams
Alberta, save my soul
Alberta, don't let go, oh
A mother takes advantage of the poor kid next door
Lies and gets put away so hers will get more, oh
Diamonds are a charlatan's best friend
You can go to heaven on your daddy's dime
Take a little extra from the bottom line, oh
Corruption, karma, no confessions
Take me home to your wild roses
Fields of gold and ferrel horses
Take me back, take me back, take me back, and
You've been in my dreams
I wanna be where your Rockies whisper
Where your heart holds my heart forever
Take me back, take me back, take me back to
Swimming in your streams
Alberta, save my soul
Alberta, don't let go
Take me home to your wild roses
Your fields of gold and ferrel horses
Alberta
Save my soul