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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- 42 Miles
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- Bad Habit
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- Broken
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- Brooklyn Kid
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- Carry You Home
- Check Me Out
- Cold Hearted Woman
- Confident
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- Dimebag
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- Down At The Harbor
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- Hammer Down
- I Cant Sleep Again
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- Long Way Home
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