Owen Young - Ontario Home Lyrics

My mind is driftin' homeward
Over frozen resting fields
Past red brick chimneyed houses
And the smoke that skyward wheels
From pot-bellied cast iron stoves
Piled with socks and mitts and meals
So I'm packin' up gettin' ready to go
Home to Ontario
Autumn has stripped the trees
That line the gravel roads
But the gray blown skies of December
Have dressed them up in snow
Winter's a time for healin'
Time to slow your growin' old
So I'm packin' up gettin' ready to go
Home to Ontario
Bells greet the paling dawn
As she walks the downtown streets
While the new-fallen snow of the night before
Learns the tracks of children's feet
Laughin' as they tumble down
To spread snow angels 'round the ground
And I'm packin' up gettin' ready to go
Home to Ontario
With my heart now feeling empty
As I hear the west wind blow
I miss the family that I love
And my country neighbours down the road
I once ached to be outward bound
But I'm now achin' to get home
So I'm packin' up gettin' ready to go
Home to Ontario