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Fool's Gold
05:53
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Gathered around, some bar, some town
One More in an endless string of days
Freedom’s just a dream that not many men have seen
Those that do they try to drink the though away
What would you say if I told you about a place
Where you could reach down and pull gold right out the creek?
You’d better choose fast this could be your only chance
Let it pass you’ll be forever blue and weak
Come on boys, there’s gold to be found
Hiding under northern ground
We’ve got the plan, if you’ve got willing hands
And there’s nothing left for you in your hometown
You could turn your life around
Take a boat to a place where there’s no roads
See the footprints of a hundred thousand men
Start the trail with a hundred miles up hill
There’ll be a thousand more until you reach the end
There were no claims left to stake when most men reached the place
Where the Klondike and the Yukon rivers flow
Whiskey, whores, and thieves and Canadian police
Thirty thousand men without a hope
Sorry boys, there’s nothing to be found
And you’re standing on somebody else’s ground
Make what you can digging for another man
You might be awhile in town
Or you can turn your ass around
It all happened so fast, like the burning of a match
And it faded just as quick as it began
For a hundred years and more, we all heard the tale and swore
That never would they take us in again
But the fisheries collapsed and the factories hit the tracks
And all the little farms are getting sold
And I heard about a place they pay five hundred bucks a day
Just for sitting in a loader digging holes
Come on boys, there’s black gold to be found
Hiding in Alberta ground
We’ve got the plan if you’ve got willing hands
And there’s nothing left of your hometown
You could turn your life around
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Since the Farm Got Sold
03:17
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Hear that midnight train, coming down the track
Here it comes, if I get on I’m never coming back
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Ever since the farm got sold
Well my daddy was a farmer, my grandad he was too
I was one, but not for long, there was nothing I could do
A letter came that said the bank foreclosed
And then the farm got sold
I couldn’t catch a break and I couldn’t catch the rain
The crops all died, the well went dry, and that’s when the banker came
He said sometimes it’s just the way it goes
And then the farm got sold
Babies, little babies, three babies and my wife
They’re sitting home waiting on me thinking I’ll be back tonight
Guess they’re gonna wake up all alone
Ever since the farm got sold
I couldn’t catch a break and I couldn’t catch the rain
The crops all died, the well went dry, and that’s when the banker came
He said sometimes it’s just the way it goes
And then the farm got sold
Well hear that midnight train, smoking down the line
Every mile it goes it gets a little farther from my mind
Guess it just ain’t in my blood to roam
Even though the farm got sold
Lord I’m gonna make my way back home
Even though the farm got sold
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Waitin' on a Paycheque
03:18
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I’ve been working, I’ve been playing
I’ve been working, but I’m still saying
I’m a little short, a little short today
So just lend me some money and I’ll be on my way
I just got paid, but it ain’t too clear
Where my money’s gone, how did it all disappear?
I woke up broke, so if you wouldn’t mind
Just buy me a beer, and I’ll get you back in time
I’m waiting on a paycheque, when I get it I will pay you back
For loaning me the funds I lacked, I’m waiting on a paycheque
I’m waiting on a paycheque, when I get it I will get you back
For buying me the beer I didn’t have, I’m waiting on a paycheque
Well I just made rent, I had a couple of bucks
I went downtown, but now I’m down on my luck
It’s the same old song, it happens again and again
So won’t you lift me up, and won’t you help me out my friend?
I’m waiting on a paycheque, when I get it I will pay you back
For loaning me the funds I lacked, I’m waiting on a paycheque
I’m waiting on a paycheque, when I get it I will get you back
For buying me the beer I didn’t have, I’m waiting on a paycheque
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20 Months
03:50
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5. |
Two-Step Medley
02:36
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Waitin' on a Paycheque
03:18
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