The trails are open
The weather's fine
The trout are biting down in Eleven Mile
The snow is piling up on Silverheels
What are we all doing sitting around here?

Up, up, rise and shine
Daylight's burning and we're wasting time
I hate to leave you, but I've got to go
Them trails ain't gonna break themselves you know

There's a message on the wire and a chill in the wind
The old gang's gathered down at Quinn's again
Time for us to raise our glass once more
So save a seat, and keep your eye on the door

There's always room for a couple more inside
So come on in and warm yourself by the fire
Come early morning, we'll be out in the snow
Breaking trail and headed home

Up, up, rise and shine
Daylight's burning and we're wasting time
I hate to leave you, but I've got to go
Them trails ain't gonna break themselves you know

The other night 'round bout dark
I saw two deer sleeping in my yard
Call me crazy 
 I don't mind
I swear they were two long lost friends of mine

I saw tracks out in the snow
Thought it might be someone I know
I followed them up into the trees
Hoping to find where they might lead me

I could spend my whole life searching for something I can't find
Maybe it's been right in front of me the whole time
I never found where those tracks did lead
They ended in a meadow by an evergreen

Up, up, rise and shine
Daylight's burning and we're wasting time
I hate to leave you, but I've got to go
Them trails ain't gonna break themselves you know