I was raised on the land, and I was rocked in the valley
Where the cry of the coyotes was a welcome and a rally
I told my own story when the sun was my glory on that land
We watched the storms a rollin' out the window from the west
Guided by Orion with a fury in his chest
Meadowlarks were calling, and the swallows were diving on the land
I will be, I will be, I will be in Saskatchewan tonight
I will be, I will be, I will be in your loving arms tonight
Her name is a whisper, she's a long forgotten sister of the wind
We had to pray for water when it grew even hotter round the bend
Her sky is a hammer, no you can't control or dam her, on the land
I will be, I will be, I will be in Saskatchewan tonight
I will be, I will be, I will be in your loving arms tonight
Oooooooo, ooooooooo, oooooooo, ooooooo
We awaited harvest's favor but we feared tornado's razor in the end
Yes she is a cruel master, and she'll ruin you faster than a friend
So you leave, but you love her, for she is a gentle mother to defend
Come with me, come with me, come with me to Saskatchewan tonight
And I will be, I will be, I will be in your loving arms tonight
Oooooooo, ooooooooo, oooooooo, ooooooo
I was raised on the land, and I was rocked in the valley