The Bright Lights of Prawda (4:59)

The Bright Lights of Prawda
© 2019 RC Burns
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Verse 1
The snow is blowing and the drifts are growing
And the highway’s shutting down
Night is falling and my sweetheart’s calling
And we’re ninety miles from town
Way up in that prairie sky oh what do I see
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me

Chorus 1
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me
A little port of refuge in that great big prairie sea
Halfway to Kenora and halfway from the ‘Peg
The bright lights of Prawda like beer straight from the keg

Verse 2
With the heater blasting and the wipers slapping
We hit the first rumble strip
Road kill vultures are having a heyday
Forty dead deer this trip
An eighteen wheeler is on my **** I think he wants to pass
We pull into Prawda to buy cheap ‘Toban gas

Chorus 2
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me
A little port of refuge in that great big prairie sea
Stock up on Doritos and fill up your tank
The bright lights of Prawda like money in the bank

Verse 3
I empty my bladder and I gotta get at ‘er
And hit the road again
A few miles out and we hit a whiteout
The car goes into a spin
Fourteen startled Bambi’s are staring back at me
Wondering why my car is parked beneath their tree

Chorus 3
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me
A little port of refuge in that great big prairie sea
Check the map, hit the can if you got to go
The bright lights of Prawda a shelter from the snow

Verse 4
The tow truck driver a guy named Ivor
Pulled us out the mess
Thought we were crazy, or maybe lazy
Or just plain stupid I guess
He said this road’s been closed down since the break of day
Now I’ll haul you back to Prawda but boy you’re gonna pay

Chorus 4
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me
A little port of refuge in that great big prairie sea
Choke down those Doritos and empty your tank
The bright lights of Prawda are gonna break the bank
The bright lights of Prawda are calling out to me
A little port of refuge in that great big prairie sea
Stock up on some jerky and fill up your tank
The bright lights of Prawda like money in the bank