An American Draft Dodger In Thunder Bay Lyrics - Chemical City - Sam Roberts

He was born in a small town 

And he was given every reason to stay 

Hallelujah, Mississippi, postcard living no sign of decay 

Till Vietnam moved next door, then Hallelujah was off to war 

In the dream he couldn't finish the deed 

He didn't smoke any weed so why leave? 

Going where I can't be found 

And I won't be coming 'round 

His father Tom said you better sign on 

You'd better take up your gun and fight 

I got nothing against them Viet Cong 

What did they do wrong and why am I right? 

He's on his way to Thunder Bay 

Crossed the border late at night 

And it was high stakes until he saw the Great Lakes 

And he felt the cold wind bite 

Going where I can't be found 

And I won't be coming 'round 

No, I'm an American on the Canadian Shield 

And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields 

It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're understood 

Missing his home, he would wake up in a cold sweat 

And pick up the phone and hope that Tom found a way to forget 

He's been teaching at the high school, learning the game 

In Thunder Bay we're all the same 

He's one of us, he has our trust 

But there's no going back once the line is crossed 

I'm an American on the Canadian Shield 

And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields 

It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're understood 

You can't ask what you're asking me to do 

And I hope you understand when I refuse 

I'm going North with my point of view 

And I'm never gonna think the same as you 

And I'm where I can't be found 

And I won't be coming 'round 

No, I'm an American on the Canadian Shield 

And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields 

It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're understood