On Deerfoot Trail the potholes grow
A little larger every day
They never seem to fill them in
We zig and zag along the way
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On Deerfoot Trail bad tempers show
The need for speed in rush hour mess
The faster lane ain’t always faster
The quicker route ain’t always best
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On Deerfoot Trail the snow plows blow
They clear the slushy slop away
But cars still slide into the ditch
On icy road there’s hell to pay
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On Deerfoot Trail the tail lights glow
Like blood cells flow within a vein
The city’s major artery
Bright Stampede Red this freeway train
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On Deerfoot Trail a rodeo
Corralled commuters, Calgary
Bronc riding on this road together
Until we exit, until we’re free
