Work Away

My name's Cole Derkatch I'm from Prince George, B.C., Canada I work in Fort Mack I'm only home about 7 days out of each month My family lives in Enfield, Nova Scotia And I work in Baffin Island, Nunavut I'm Wendy Plint, I'm from Vancouver Island And I work up in the Alberta oil sands I may be tired but I'm not asleep My eyes are open and my heart still beats I may be outside, but I'm not out cold I got my heart and I still got my soul It's time to get my feet back on the ground It's my last night home, tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away Tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away It's my last night at home Tomorrow, I'm gone I gotta wake up before the sun's up I gotta catch a flight in the early morn My bags are packed and my favorite hat I work away to make it work at home I'm gone again, gone again Give the kids kisses, I'm off again They don't wanna see me have to leave But I'll be back soon, I promise them I work away cause there ain't enough work where I come from But honestly, I love where I come from So I'm back home under one month From the West Coast to the East Coast To my family and my people Don't miss a beat when my heart skips I gotta work hard through these hardships I put my head down and go for it Put in overtime with no bonuses And my girl's birthday is next week I'm just hoping that I'll be home for it So leave the lights on, keep the bed warm I'll be there in just a minute I'll see you soon as I can, but I got business that I gotta finish I work away I may be tired but I'm not asleep My eyes are open and my heart still beats I may be outside, but I'm not out cold I got my heart and I still got my soul It's time to get my feet back on the ground It's my last night home, tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away Tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away It's my last night at home, tomorrow, I'm gone I know I'm gonna miss this when I'm gone But I'm optimistic and stay strong I write this song for anybody who gotta work long distance and beyond Anybody working 3 weeks on to get a week off, then put your feet up Then you gotta try to give the weed up 'Cause it might be your week to fill the pee cup (ah) I'm feeling for ya, but you work it out There ain't much work in this town But we put our head down and search it out We drive away, fly away And I don't wanna say goodbye today I love my home, but I gotta go And I know it's just a small price to pay 'Cause if you don't work, then it won't work Tonight, let's have a little toast For the people leaving in the morning We can't wait 'til you come back home, work I got pictures on my cellphone, I got memories on my mind They'll be back, just a matter of time Then we'll do this again, but it's back to the grind We work I may be tired but I'm not asleep My eyes are open and my heart still beats I may be outside, but I'm not out cold I got my heart and I still got my soul It's time to get my feet back on the ground It's my last night at home, tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away Tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away Tomorrow, I'm gone I work away, I work away It's my last night at home, tomorrow, I'm gone Alright, my name is A.J. Keeling I work 5 hours away, 5 days a week For my wife and two little girls in North Bay, Ontario J.D. Pierson from New Harbour, Newfoundland I work all over the world, I leave for four weeks at a time This is Nasir, my family's from North Toledo, Ohio I may be outside, but I'm not out cold I got my heart and I still got my soul It's time to get my feet back on the ground It's my last night home, tomorrow, I'm gone