Born and raised in a prairie town
Just a kid full of dreams
We didn't have much but an old radio
Music came from places we'd never been

Growing up in a prairie town
Learning to drive in the snow
Not much to do, so you start a band
And soon you've gone as far as you can go

Winter nights are long, summer days are gone
Portage and Main, fifty below
Springtime melts the snow, rivers overflow
Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below

All the bands in a prairie town
Try to outdo the next in line
Learning records out of Liverpool
Dreams of England on their minds

On thе other side of Winnipeg
Nеil and The Squires played the Zone
But then he went to play
For a while in Thunder Bay
He never looked back and he's never coming home
Winter nights are long, summer days are gone
Portage and Main, fifty below
Springtime melts the snow, rivers overflow
Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below

Just a band from a prairie town
Sometimes we'd drive from coast to coast
One call from LA and we'd pack and fly away
But in our hearts we're always prairie folks

Looking back at a prairie town
People ask me why I went away
To fly with the best, sometimes you have to leave the nest
But the prairies made me what I am today

Winter nights are long, summer days are gone
Portage and Main, fifty below
Springtime melts the snow, rivers overflow
Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below
You'd stay inside and rock and roll

Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below
Portage and Main, fifty below
You'd stay inside and rock and roll
North End
Kelvin
So long, Bannatyne