Text: Blue Rodeo. Palace Of Gold. Glad to Be Alive.

It was high, high on a hill

Where she'd go at night
And stand in the snow-covered field


Looking across the lake
To lights in town


Glad to be alive
Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive





A still winter's night
With Christmas stars
Shining so bright


And the wind knew her song

So he cried and sang along


Glad to be alive
Glad to be alive


Glad to be alive


A still winter's night


With Christmas stars


Shining so bright

And the wind knew her song

So he cried and sang along
Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive



Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive

Glad to be alive



So glad

To be

Alive