You might see me down in Alabam’ Or Baton Rouge down in Louisian’ I might make it up to Detroit city Where people work hard and live is gritty Don’t really matter where I am Cause what I do is what I can This old world has been good to me I try to give back and I wanna be free I was born in Ontario I was born in Ontario Ontario, Ontario, Ontario I still like to sing a happy song But once in a while, when things go wrong I pick up a pen, Scribble on a page Try to make sense of my inner rage One cold winter We went down south With daddy’s typewriter for a couple of months But I was born in Ontario I was born in Ontario Ontario, Ontario Ontario I was born in Ontario Where the black fly bites and the green grass grows That’s where I learned mostly what I know ‘cause you don’t learn much, when you start to get old I left home at a tender young age Cause Mom and Daddy never liked to stay At anyone place for very long So we just kept movin’, movin’ on I was born in Ontario I was born in Ontario Ontario, Ontario, Ontario