This is my prairie, this is my home. I'll make my stand here and I'll die alone. They can drill, they can mine o'er my smoldering bones. 'Cause this is my prairie, this is my home.
the truth comes out as the fire burns low. it comes to light as only embers glow. the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night. . the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut.
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck. But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up. But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,. Which eventually pulled out the Ford.
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck. But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up. But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,. Which eventually pulled out the Ford.
Featuring Ian Tyson. . the rodeo's over, the folks have gone home. and the cowboys are all down the road. well boys, she was a good un, we kicked a hole in the sky.
They got the Coliseum rockin' and they're making quite a din. Singin' "here we go Oilers, here we go" again. There ain't no louder building than the house of ninety-nine.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund. . The show was a big one, an olde rodeo. They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so. The grandstand was bursting, the infield was full.
Well my Daddy's a vet and if I was one too, the one thing he. always taught me to do was get paid, cash money.. Jam and eggs is a kind enough thank you, but not for the.
You talk too much, you talk too loud. and I don't like gangster funk. You ought a just go home and sleep it off. Cuz I think you're pretty god damn drunk..
I can't believe she's finally here. Two weeks and I dread this whole damn trip. (how awkward this will be). Smoke that take three of these, and go to sleep.
Rose my hand an itch to satisfy but my hand had changed shape into a knife. Abigail in a dream with a sheath coming to save me. . Don't cry for me. (Begging you to stop momma's crying on the floor).
Two worlds, two worlds. Two worlds. Two worlds, one family. . A paradise untouched by man. Within this world blessed with love. A simple life, they live in peace.
If I had one wish this Christmas. . Everybody in the neighborhood. Is coming around here tonight. We're gonna have a Christmas party. We're gonna make the season bright.
I'm trying to write a brand new story. Looking for the truth inside the pouring rain. I'm trying to keep my heart from aging. Looking for some shelter from the raging storm.
Spark a dog-end, roll up smoke. Before you turn to dust. Got a lot of real good friends. But no one you can trust. . She draws you like a siren. To the accident once more.
Everybody listen up 'cause I'm about to give my speak on. Fools be trippin' when it's time to get their freak on. Runnin' round town, puttin' it down.
As the salmon swim upstream, reddened with decay. To die there in their birthplace, so will I change. As the stream becomes inert and the wildflowers fade.