Trevor Tchir

Lyrics

Drumheller

I found the photo of you
In your honeymoon do
By our old Monte Carlo in Drumheller
There was a cruise by a fjord
We would never afford
So, we stole the highway down to Drumheller

In that photo of you
With the Horseshoe Canyon view
Your eyes they warned me, “Put the camera down”
Your hands all business on your hips
We’d tried the coat hanger trick
But the keys hung locked in, laughing like a clown

For better or worse
I could hear the old robe say
A well-meaning curse
In the Badlands that day
For better or worse
I still hear the old robe say
A notion we’d rehearse
Come what matter, come what may

Embarrassed and mad
Were the feelings I had
The fun train was falling off the rails
It was our first married spat
“Don’t be a child, don’t be like that”
I heard you as I started down the trail

I brooded on and on alone
Among the dinosaur bones
How can you tell a falsey from a find?
And how’d I get so turned around
To this ledge with no way down?
My heart it started beating double time

For better or worse
I could hear the old robe say
A well-meaning curse
In the Badlands that day
For better or worse
I still hear the old robe say
A notion we’d rehearse
Come what matter, come what may

So, I swallowed my shame
And I called out your name
One high and hungry crow flying ‘round
Just as the tears, they filled my eyes
I was too young to fossilize
You found me, pulled me up to higher ground

The truck from the AMA
Had come and gone and saved the day
So, we started back home from Drumheller
We sang “Hoodoo, you do”
We remembered why we said “I do”
And the blue sky it seemed to stretch forever

For better or worse
I could hear the old robe say
A well-meaning curse
In the Badlands that day
For better or worse
I still hear the old robe say
A notion we’d rehearse
Come what matter, come what may

We sang “Hoodoo, you do”
We remembered why we said “I do”
And the blue sky it seemed to stretch forever