All is well
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I've made my peace where highways never end
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Yesterday's a memory today is just a friend
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For the mountains and Maryann are calling me again
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And the red pines will bow their heads
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The rivers and the watersheds will swallow up my tears
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All is well
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I left the cold midwestern towns behind
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There's a semi up the road ahead I'll take him in my time
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For the hot-blooded mountain love is calling me again
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And the vagabond within me cries
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The wind and rain might burn my eyes but I won't feel the pain
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For the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
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All is well
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As I swing up to the border bent for hell
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And the service station man agreed I didn't look too well
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But the mountains and Maryann are calling out to me
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And I got my bedroll on my back
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And everything that I could pack to see me on my way
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All is well
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I've made my peace and man, I'm feelin' fine
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And the losers that I left behind I'll think about some other time
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For the border men were all my friends they couldn't find a dime
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And the prairie towns go sailing by
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Saskatchewan there's mud in your eye I'm leavin' you behind
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There'll be hot-blooded mountain love to satisfy my soul
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And the red pines will bow their heads
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The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
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And the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
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All is well
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The foothills are coming into sight
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Today is just a memory the future is tonight
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And the red pines will bow their heads
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The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
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And the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
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The Mountains And Maryann
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Gordon Lightfoot |