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Otras canciones:
- A Game In Town Like This
- Alberta Says Hello
- Always Keep An Edge On Your Knife
- Bible On The Dash
- Blood Sweat And Water
- Counterfeit Blues
- Devils Best Dress
- Dig Gravedigger Dig
- Drink It Like You Mean It
- Especially A Paint
- Family Reunion
- Five Dollar Bill
- Gonna Shine Up My Boots
- Good Copenhagen
- Gothest Girl I Can
- Guitar From The Wall
- Hair In My Eyes Like A Highland Steer
- Heavy And Leaving
- Horse Soldier Horse Soldier
- I Wanna Be In The Cavalry
- I Wanna Be In The Cavalry Reprise
- Little Foothills Heaven
- Long Gone To Saskatchewan
- One Left In The Chamber
- Pour Em Kinda Strong
- Priceless Antique Pistol Shoots Startled Owner
- R
- Roughest Neck Around
- Run This Town
- September
- She Wont Come To Me
- Student Visas
- Sunbeam
- Switch To Whiskey
- Talkin Veterinarian Blues
- The Horse I Rode In On
- The Truth Comes Out
- This Is My Prairie
- Time To Switch To Whiskey
- Truck Got Stuck
- Washed Up Rock Star Factory Blues
- You Aint A Cowboy If You Aint Been Bucked Off
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Capo 5
G C D G
Chorus
G C
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
D G
got the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
G C A7
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut witch eventually
G
pulled out the Ford.
(Verse Spoken-Same Chords)
Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years caused finacial
joy and biblical fears, it caused some smiles and it caused some
fears. But more to the point of our story, for the first time in
the collective memory, that old brown prairie that had been so dry
for so long was very muddy...boggy
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in, motors would roar
and tires would spin. We'd sink right down, down to the dif. We'd
all take turns and do it again 'til no one could move and call one
more friend...bring your truck
Chorus
Got me stuck in the mud so as i couldn't reverse and Chavase to miss
his work. Richie he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex-wife and
she called him a jerk. Of coarse Holtman didn't have nothing better
to do, besides ranch.
Chorus
Well it was truck after truck we all got stuck, 'cept the big four-by
Huterite truck, we all thought Lord are we in luck but they wouldn't
come anywhere near us. Mighty Neighborly, mighty neighborly
We used a lot of our backs and a little of our brains and jacked up the
jacks and snugged up the chains. We all did our very best to refrain
from shoveling. We put what timber we had underneath the wheels and we
was all out of sand but managed to steal two sacks of the best modern
Canola seed you ever did see, that oughta give us some traction.
Chorus
(Epilogue) we spilled genetically modified Canola seed which
was genetically modified for control of the weeds and big ol'
yields and margarine oil, raised hell all
over that native prairie soil. Agriculture Canada is definitely going to be looking
for us.
G C D G
Chorus
G C
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
D G
got the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
G C A7
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut witch eventually
G
pulled out the Ford.
(Verse Spoken-Same Chords)
Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years caused finacial
joy and biblical fears, it caused some smiles and it caused some
fears. But more to the point of our story, for the first time in
the collective memory, that old brown prairie that had been so dry
for so long was very muddy...boggy
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in, motors would roar
and tires would spin. We'd sink right down, down to the dif. We'd
all take turns and do it again 'til no one could move and call one
more friend...bring your truck
Chorus
Got me stuck in the mud so as i couldn't reverse and Chavase to miss
his work. Richie he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex-wife and
she called him a jerk. Of coarse Holtman didn't have nothing better
to do, besides ranch.
Chorus
Well it was truck after truck we all got stuck, 'cept the big four-by
Huterite truck, we all thought Lord are we in luck but they wouldn't
come anywhere near us. Mighty Neighborly, mighty neighborly
We used a lot of our backs and a little of our brains and jacked up the
jacks and snugged up the chains. We all did our very best to refrain
from shoveling. We put what timber we had underneath the wheels and we
was all out of sand but managed to steal two sacks of the best modern
Canola seed you ever did see, that oughta give us some traction.
Chorus
(Epilogue) we spilled genetically modified Canola seed which
was genetically modified for control of the weeds and big ol'
yields and margarine oil, raised hell all
over that native prairie soil. Agriculture Canada is definitely going to be looking
for us.
The Cosmics
The Cottars
The Country Gaze (...)
The Country Gent (...)
The Country Side (...)
The Crayon Field (...)
The Craze (UK)
The Creases
The Creeps
The Crests