LYRIC



Walking through the coulee on a Saturday,
Sunday’s coming and you’re going away
Back up north to the pulp mill,
Back up north, gotta pay the bills
And we hear the song of the Meadow Lark,
Echo through the hills of Kin Coulee Park
And I can’t help but wonder when you’ll be back

When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
Can you give me a time and a day?
Hours and minutes that you’ll be away
Help me to know when you’ll be back

You call me from a phone near Athabasca,
You’re almost there I hear the Black Bird’s call
Alberta sunset is pretty you say,
Alberta sunset is pretty like me, you say
Can’t wait to get back home,
Hate to leave you there all alone
Then I ask you again when you’ll be back

When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
Can you give me a time and a day?
Hours and minutes that you’ll be away
Help me to know when you’ll be back

Weekends together go by so fast,
We can’t stop time and make these moments last
So we call each other on the telephone,
Give each other news of work and home, like
Baby, smiled for the first time today,
Made me wish you weren’t so far away
And I can’t wait to see you when you get back

When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
When ya’ comin’ back to Medicine Hat,
I’ll spend some time in the Cypress Hills
Thinking of you at that old pulp mill
Killing time at whatever til you get back
Til you get back to Medicine Hat

When ya comin’ back to Medicine Hat?

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