Biography:
The members of Cross Canadian Ragweed -- Grady Cross, Cody Canada, Randy Ragsdale and Jeremy Plato -- have known each other pretty much since kindergarten in the band's hometown of Yukon, Oklahoma. They all wanted to get out, and music seemed like a good escape. When they all had graduated (except for Ragsdale, the youngest member), they started jamming at a party, and Cross Canadian Ragweed was born. Yukon as a rule wasn't a very musician-friendly town, but they had one notable local squarely in their corner: Ragsdale's father Johnny.
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- Constantly
- Sick And Tired
- 17
- 42 Miles
- After All
- Alabama
- Back Around
- Bad Habit
- Bang My Head
- Blue Bonnets
- Bluebonnets
- Boys From Oklahoma
- Breakdown
- Broken
- Brooklin Kid
- Brooklyn Kid
- Carney
- Carry You Home
- Check Me Out
- Cold Hearted Woman
- Confident
- Crazy Eddies Last Hurrah
- Cry Lonely
- Dimebag
- Down
- Down At The Harbor
- El Paso
- Fightin For
- Fighting For
- Flowers
- Hammer Down
- I Cant Sleep Again
- I Know A Man
- Jenny
- Jimmy And Annie
- Johnnys Song
- Kick In The Head
- Lawrence
- Leave Me Alone
- Lighthouse Keeper
- Livin Life By The Drop
- Lonely Feeling
- Lonely Girl
- Long Way Home
- Lonley Feeling
- Look At Me
- Much Better Now
- My Only Bad Habit
- Nowhere Texas
- Number
- Ode To Greg
- On A Cloud
- On Your Own
- Other Side
- Sister
- Soul Agent
- Ss10
- The President Song
- This Time Around
- Treasure Chest
- Wanna Rock Roll
- Wanna Rocknroll
- Willin To Be Movin
- Women Without Whiskey
- Yellow Mama
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Boys From Oklahoma - Cross Canadian Ragweed
[Verse 1]
G C9 C
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
D G
They're too damn skinny or way too long
C9 C
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
D G
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys in Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man I tell you what
Them boys from Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
[Chorus]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag
Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms
[Chorus]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag
Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms
[Verse 1]
G C9 C
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
D G
They're too damn skinny or way too long
C9 C
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
D G
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys in Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man I tell you what
Them boys from Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
[Chorus]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag
Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms
[Chorus]
(same as verse 1)
Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag
Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms
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