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Back In Canada
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Back In Canada
Stranger wore a frown and faded dress
She was troubled beyond anyone's guess
She flagged me down to hitch a ride
Back To Canada
As we rode on she told me tales
How as a child she would walk the rails
Out near Calgary with her friends from the farms
Back in Canada
She said in Canada, the sky's a little colder there
The wind plays rough but she still plays fair
This town is alright but I long to see the morning light
Back In Canada
She said she'd spent her life in a dream
Going places her folks had never been
But now she's coming home to paradise unknown
Back In Canada
She said in Canada the winters are bittersweet
the summers can sweep you off your feet
this town is alright but I long to see the morning light
Back in Canada.
So I rode her up to Fort St. John
Furthest north I've ever gone
I took the number of the one friend I've now got
Back in Canada
Back In Canada
Na Na Na Na Na Na.
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Smoke And Mirrors
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Smoke And Mirrors
Our country was a sacred place before they laid that plan to waste and leader after leader told their lies
Why did we let it go this far? Until they told us who we are and our allies turned away with their goodbyes.
Have our memory banks been robbed? When you read your eyes are mobbed by anything you'll understand as clear.
Take a fresh good look outside my friend when the sun is shinging look again and all the road will look like smoke and mirrors.
(Chorus) - High time goodbyes to blind eyed war pride. My side your side. My my bye bye.
Kiss your growing family bye and turn around until you die because the world is always in arms of dirty war
They'll use your blood to sanitize the image of the final prize but why is blood the dollar of the poor?
I hope you get your swivel chair and you can look around for air shackled to your silly dream career
and take a fresh good look outside my friend and when the sun is shining look again and all the world will look like smoke and mirrors.
With these tall tales you disagree but have you looked around to see? The cancer of this world is growing fast. Nobody lives without the time and ordinary life is a crime like a ripped up sail hanging from a mast.
It's cruel to be kind when you can see some mastermind on TV grinning ear to ear. Take a fresh good look outside my friend and when the sun is shining look again and all the world will look like smoke and mirrors.
(Chorus).
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My Canada
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My Canada (Capo 4)
This (G) heaven is my (C) Canada so proud so (F) wide
I've seen (C) marshes, woodlands, rockies, fields and rising (F) tides
Seen a (G) lot of worlds I've (C) known go to waste now in my (F) time
But I will (C) not be blind to the (Am) crimes (G) against my (F) country.(C)
And (G) As I go through this (C) old world so far from(F) here
The (C) horizons, lakes, and futures never seem as (F) clear
as the (G) rapture of the (C) hinterland I hold so (F) dear
I will (C) not be blind to the (Am) crimes (G) against my (F) country.(C)
To (G) keep this land (C) preserved, protected from (F)tyranny
(C) Govenments and policy raise fears in (F) me
I (C) hope someday to simply see my children(F) grow
In this(C) place that I call (Am) Can(G)ada my(F) life and (C) home.
It's (G) not too hard to (C) imagine papers being (F) signed
By the (C) stiff suits we'll elect because the saints (F) resign
And the(G) bulldozers (C) beating all the very(F) fields
That our (C) forebears served for (Am) many (G)years for (F) many (C) yields
And the (G) woods and fields all (C) gone to fire and condmen(F)ation
(C) Wetlands, marshes gone to fire and (F) excavations
and the (G) youth in suits who (C) grow to learn to love the (F) crimes
but I will (C) not be blind to the (Am) crimes (G) against my (F) country. (C)
This (G) heaven is my (C) Canada so proud so (F) wide
I've seen (C) marshes, woodlands, rockies, fields and rising (F) tides
Seen a (G) lot of worlds I've (C) known go to waste now in my (F) time
But I will (C) not be blind to the (Am) crimes (G) against my (F) country.(C)
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Hello Goodbye Town
03:53
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Hello Goodbye Town
I tried living in a hello goodbye town
Where the strays and the crazed and the amazed would stay and go
Where the runaways would meet with the hoboes to dwell over home.
I tried living in a runaway town.
I tried a working in a hello goodbye town
Where the ramblers and gamblers would heckle and laugh at my labor
Where the men and the women and their children had all seen the slammer.
I tried working in a layabout town.
I tried loving in a hello goodbye town
Where the women were haggard and laggard and staggered and swaggered
and they swore and they tore out your door around four in the morning
I tried loving in a dangerous town
I could not breathe in a hello goodbye town
where the smoke would blow and slowly choke me crying
where the dust would rust and bust my lungs a coughing
I tried breathing in a gas mask town.
I tried staying in a hello goodbye town
where the rivers and the timbers and the drifters would meet with the mountains
where the whispers and the whimpers and their echoes would meet with the darkness
I tried staying in a hotel town
And I finally said goodbye to this town.
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Who Will Take My Place?
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Who Will Take My Place?
If they shoot me down to shut me down
Who will take my place?
If they bring an army into this town
Who will take my place?
if they rule this land and silence me
when I'm laid out with injury
When my words won't matter anymore
Who will take my place?
Rebellion you are not my own
Who will take my place?
There are flowers painted on these stones
Who will take my place?
When the silence of oppression dies
overheard beyond the battle cries
will be the words of final compromise
Who will take my place?
When the dogs of war are on the land
Who will take my place?
When you forfeit life to take a stand
Who will take my place?
When the dreamers fear the simplest thoughts
When the bloodshed takes all that you've got
When this world is just an empty, creaking floor
Who will take my place?
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Vagabond Heart Mountain
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Vagabond Heart Mountain
To the vagabond heart mountain
Cool June chill, edges of dusk
The mosquitoes crying around while we play guitars and busk
Singing songs our mothers taught us
when Daddy sang at home
back when the lines were fishing lines
and nothing was in stone
Back when the past was close behind
and horizons felt so far
when there was time to bide
wasn't grown enough to drive a car
and living meant playing outside
long past curfew
and a friend was just some kid
who rode those bikes with you.
And the trees were something you could climb
and swinging meant the swings
not listening was your only crime
and you wore dandelion rings
and money was just on some other tree
that took too long to grow
and you could play with your family
because they were the only life you'd know
To the vagabond heart mountain
I will wander in the dark
'til the dawn shines on the one I'll forever call sweetheart
and together may we face the days of shadows, wind, and rain
chase the sunrise around the westward bend
and let the child back in again
let the child back in again.
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Song For Jules
01:45
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Drove Past Dawn
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Drove Past Dawn
It was 49th year passing through this old town line
and gin was all he'd take to ease his mind
the children gone away and the wife was led astray
and he drove past dawn and silently he'd pray.
She was a rose clad sweetheart in the spring of 73
and together they had babies one, two, three
and soon the market crashed and he tried to gamble the money back
and there was no way to change that day gone black
and there was no way to change that day gone black
and as those children grew inside somehow they knew
their folks just weren't cut out for eternity
so they made their sadness known by acting out and tempers blown
and everyday was anger, fire, and stone
and everyday was anger, fire, and stone
and when the children left before they were out of school
she'd felt restless in the wake of life so cruel
she'd met a man in town when he was coming around
he somehow knew that he was heartache bound.
when the message finally came a letter bore his name
and her possessions were nowhere to be found
he knew she's jumped the train he'd never hear from her again
and there was no soul around to speak his name
and there was no soul around to speak his name
It was 49th year passing through this old town line
and gin was all he'd take to ease his mind
the children gone away and the wife was led astray
and he drove past dawn and silently he'd pray.
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Welcome To The Corporation
There's a silent killer our money has fed
with its very own police force rising in the west
with the guns and the power to shield the government nation
welcome, welcome to the corporation
from the east comes the people, hungry and gambling
they've only known war, their hearts and trembling
they have nothing to lose when they build bombs in frustration
welcome, welcome to the corporation
to the south to the south the communist scene
turning their backs on the global machine
their politics the folly of the leaders of the nations
welcome, welcome to the corporation
to the north drift the natives in their dreams of booze and haze
American spirits visions certain to amaze
they have babies to build numbers, a revolution of creation
welcome, welcome to the corporation
The CEO's play God, science becomes power
never looking with any foresight at the invention of the hour
a blue eyed, blonde haired genius world with microchip relations
welcome, welcome to the corporation
Oppenheimer, Einstein - were they the saints?
Who made the advances that we all fear today?
The nature of the grave is soon to be changing
welcome, welcome to the corporation
The consumers pay the rents for the residences of greed
our dollar turns the wheels of shops selling something new to need
the local organic foodstore has a fundraiser against district regulations
welcome, welcome to the corporation.
A jigsaw puzzle called mother earth scattered to the ground
and our hands are tied to treadmills until vacation comes around
and by then we'll just sit and drink and praise our blissful stations
welcome, welcome to the corporation.
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Some Folks
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Some Folks
Some folks just run you down
just because you ain't been around
some folks always act the same
pretty friendly they forgot your name
some folks have stories inside
but the fancy storyteller died
some folks been forced to crawl
'cause they look good down there that's all
(Chorus)
God tied on his boots
the day after he finished all the suits
and that's when he got down in the dirt
to make the folks who live to hurt
some folks will see you eye to eye
when it's time to say goodbye
they don't really want you to know them none
they'd rather look out at the setting sun.
Some folks think it's cruel to be kind
because it's phony when you're burning blind
some folks got you by the tail
ain't goin nowhere things are getting stale
some folks do the best they can
though they can't do what they want again
some folks repeat themselves
read the same book on the same shelf.
(chorus)
Hand them down their walking cane
The masses damaged by the corporate brains
it'd be easy to end the drug war
but you can't end this war on the poor
really politicians don't lie
they got your money and you don't know why
the worst that could happen ain't how you died
but how you lived through the roller coaster ride.
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The Fiddling Gypsy
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The Fiddling Gypsy
I wanted to meet with the fiddling gypsy with the long brown wavy hair
big brown eyes and the velvet touch and the mystery in the air
the mystery in the air
She's loved two or three cowboys who stole her heart away
now she's just this friend of mine and friends we'll have to stay
friends we'll have to stay
There's worlds of dreamers running to make their mountains gold
and all I want is a fiddling gypsy before I do grow old
before I do grow old.
The cowboys can come knocking and she won't change her mind
there's a beautiful woman on the roadside by an abandoned highway sign
by an abandoned highway sign.
She's five foot two and curvy and she has a heart to save
she's got mine in her pocket and one foot in the grave.
one foot in the grave.
There's bound to be some trouble when the cold night comes around
when she's off courting somebody she's bound to freeze me down
she's bound to freeze me down.
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