If you get up by my neck-of-the-bush, this here little gem of a song by Wendell Ferguson will really hit home to you. Best one I know about travelling in Canada (along with a couple by Tamarack).



Rocks & Trees

Highway 17 runs in a roughly north by northwest direction across the Canadian province of Ontario, linking the remote towns and settlements.The rugged beauty of the land up there has inspired both paintings and poems. As a musician I have traveled this road many times...many, many,many times.    Wendell Ferguson

Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
If you've driven 17 you've seen lots
Though I dearly love this land
I've stood all I can stand
Of rocks & trees, trees & rocks

Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
Reams and reams of endless trees and tons of rocks
The whole north is just proliferous
With metamorphic and coniferous
Rocks & trees, trees & rocks

Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
Motel signs, hydro lines, and a flattened fox
Oh, construction site machinery
Is a welcome change of scenery
From rocks & trees, trees & rocks

"Bert loves Pearl", "John loves Jane"
Must each boy and every girl inscribe their names?
It's so quaint the way he told her
With spray paint upon a boulder
Bert loves John?

Trees & rocks, rocks & trees
A guy can quickly get real sick of seein' these
What's the deal with all the tourists
It's just shield here and some forests
And trees & rocks, rocks & trees

Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
A double line and I'm stuck behind a dozen trucks
By the time you hit Kenora
You don't want to see no more-a
Rocks & trees, trees & rocks

Here's a break, it's a little lake
Cause I've seen all the you-know-whats that I can take
As I gaze down to the bottom
I can see it's filled with rotten
Rotten trees and rotten rocks, for Gods' sake!

Miles & miles & miles & miles & miles of trees
Piles & piles & piles & piles & piles of rocks
When God made this northern land, He
Must've ordered way too many
Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
Rocks & trees, trees & rocks
Rocks & trees, trees & rocks