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| 2:11 | 
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Folks been diggin' into the ground
Won't be stoppin' until it's found They might dig all the way to China That would be just fine You understand what I'm sayin' They don't wanna work They're hopin' and a prayin' for Pay dirt Folks are goin' to the rivers And siftin' in the sand All they've been findin' Is the lids of tin cans Of course it doesn't stop 'em There's big bucks sellin' junk Then turn around and buy it For more than it's worth They gamble and they vyin' for Pay dirt, pay dirt, pay dirt Pay dirt Big beans - Oh lucious greens Make the days of being a slave They toss away, they scrimp and save Make poverty a short occur All I need is pay dirt Pay dirt Well, I heard tell that some folks Won't fall in love Unless the one they's courtin' Got more than enough Well, nothin' gets the heart a goin' Faster than a wad of dough Unless it's the price of A tease and a flirt And promises of fistfuls Pay dirt, pay dirt Pay dirt |
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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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*Don't let the stars get in your eyes
Don't let the moon break your heart Love blooms at night In daylight it dies Don't let the stars get in your eyes Oh keep your heart for me For someday I'll return And you know (see) you're the only one I'll ever love Too many nights, too many stars Too many moons could change your mind If I'm gone too long Don't forget where you belong when the stars come out Remember you are mine (repeat *) Too many miles, too many days Too many nights to be alone Oh please keep your heart While we're apart Dont't linger in the moonlight While I'm gone (repeat *) |
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| 3. |
| 3:09 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
she was a big boned gal from southern alberta you just couldn't call her small and you can bet every saturday night she'd be heading for the legion hall put her blue dress on and she'd curl her hair oh she's been waiting all week and with a bounce in her step and a wiggle in her walk she'd be swinging down the street you could tell she was ready by the look in her eye as she slipped in through the crowd she walked with grace as she entered the place ya, the big boned gal was proud hey hey the big boned gal ain't no doubt hse's a natural shakin' and a'snakin' and a'breakin' up across the floor hey hey the big boned gal ain't no doubt she's a natural reelin' and a'rockin' and she's yelling out for more now people would come from miles around and gather there to dance but when the big boned gal came shufflin' in she'd hold them in a trance |
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| 2:18 |
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I pin myself against the walls
Stationed like a horse in stall Just wishing They might call me art There I hung in the hall Collecting dust, that's all It's all I needed to do While in the corner, quite a size He sits talking, whiskey-wise Hopin' to throw me off But no matter how he tries I'll just look him in the eyes It's all I need to do *That's all it took to see I was wastin' time It's all it took to see I was walkin' the line I'm going to ride high as can be I look behind And see them followin' me So my friends don't delay Unless of course You'd rather stay Lemming heads for the cliff Found them up They're going astray Take the lead take the way That's all that we need to do *Repeat I'm going to ride high as can be I look behind And see them followin' me |
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| 3:40 |
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As a child my dreams ran wild
Through fields of disobey Wandering, wandering, Wanting it all A curious soul astray As a child my heart ran wild Through fields of disobey Loving and laughing And longing to fall A curious soul astray *I ran with a passionate story I ran for the wisdom and glory Away, away I ran As a child my dreams ran wild Through fields of disobey Wandering, wandering, Wanting it all A curious soul astray *Repeat As a child my dreams ran wild Through fields of disobey Wandering, wandering, Wanting it all A curious soul astray A curious soul astray |
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| 6. |
| 2:21 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
what you see on t.v. all them sparkles it ain't me i am givin' what i can what i can things that i may tell you honey, i ain't lyin' it ain't me all this talkin' is how i feel how i feel i'm not asking for the world i just wanna be an ordinary girl might not be all you want but it's all you get, it's me on them shiny pages all that hairdo it ain't me i am showing just what i am what i am |
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| 7. |
| 4:03 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
i can feel a mountain rain that'll wash away and shine again empty my pockets that were weighing me down sift through my soul to see what's lost and found gonna walk away from trouble with my head held high then look closely you'll see luck in my eyes i can hear a howling wind that sweeps away the pain that's been take all my sorrow and i'll cast away the worries tomorrow that i had today gonna walk away from trouble with my head held high then look closely you'll see luck in my eyes all my troubles, all my troubles, gone with luck in my eyes all my worry's all my worry's, gone |
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| 3:54 |
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Starving, I've got this hunger
Growling from deep within Carving an internal thunder Oh a craving that wears me thin Well, it's hard to ingest So many faces I get my fill but still Those passersby Leave me empty On a diet of strange places It all should enhance my senses Tell me why Does the spice of loneliness Seem all but tasteless And lays there To haunt me from inside And leaves me... Many a trap Are set and baited From tension Of temptation of the game But ones who are fed Are those who waited Takes... Leaves it curbed and tame Only time'll find me home And safely sated But until that time I'll remain |
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| 2:30 |
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oh can't you feel my love a'growin
can't you feel it ain't it showin oh you must be knowin i got a big big love it's not the type to be concealing it's the type to be revealing oh, you must be feeling i got a big big love i think it's time we done some walkin i think it's time we done some talkin well there's a great big moon above honey, i got a big big love this is not infatuation it's true love's sensation it's not my imagination i got a big big love for you it's time we done some walkin i think it's time we done some talkin well there's a great big moon above honey and i got a big big love this is not infatuation it's true love sensation it's not my imagination i got big big love it's not the type to be concealing it's the type to be revealing oh you must be feeling i got a big big love i got a big big love i got a big big love i got a big big love for you |
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| 10. |
| 3:21 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
trail of broken hearts looking back at you now and from the start these words will travel true the godspeed of trust will settle the dust we've been passing through leaving just a part down the trail of broken hearts broken trail so long a long and tired past an emptiness has gone i've found this place at last and here will remain with only the aim of staying sure and fast leaving just a part down the trail of broken hearts |
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| 4:35 |
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as things start to surface
and tears come on down the scars of childhood in a small town the hurt she pushed inward is starting to show now she'll do some talking but he'll never know the tables have turned now with a child of her own but she's blind to the difference what's taught is what's known numbed by reaction and stripped of the trust a young heart is broken not aware that it's just a family tradition the strength of this land where what's right and wrong is the back of a hand turns girls into women and a boy to a man the rights of the children have nowhere to stand the memories of children are written in stone and some they get buried not to be shown but still they do linger deep down inside like a seed that's been planted and won't be denied |
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| 2:20 | 
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| 13. |
| 3:03 |
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I love the brunettes, blonds
And the redheads, too Love 'em since I don't know when I love 'em all right down the line And then I start all over again I tart all over again I got the bull by the horns In a downhill drag Things are better Than they ever have been I missed a lot of lovin' In my lifetime But I'm never gonna do it again, no Never gonna do it again Well, as a kid in school I guess I done pretty well All hung around me then But I acted shy And I let 'em get away But I'm never gonna do it again, no no Never gonna do it again Over this town Tryin' to find the places you've been And I missed your huggin' On the first go around But I'm never gonna go around again Well, let's go round again |
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| 3:10 |
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Angel, angel from the sky
Came right down to sit beside This lonely achin' heart of mine That now, folks, feels sublime Now I'm a walkin', talkin' And a spinnin' i can't keep my face from grinnin' Things are roarin', soarin' Oh what a feelin' And to think it's just beginnin' Angel with a lariat Carry me home sweet chariot With you Angel toss your rope around Yank me up from the ground Sound the trumpets, send a hue Ascending angels through the blue I feel emancipation No, I don't worry Set my bugaboos down to worry There's no aggravation There's no worry For I have found a true love surely Yeah With you Angel! |
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| 3:15 |
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Let's settle down
The world won't stop spinnin' round We'll get out of this mess- Wait and see. Wait and see is that what you'll do? you think I'm mental in anguish over you? Does the fact that we may die urge you to pine and stew? Do you think I'm mental in anguish for you? I can't lie beneath the sky concern of mine is you. (Tell me that your tan is via the sun.) Tell me that the plan won't hurt anyone. OOOOOh... We will get out of this mess wait and see Wait and see is that what you'll do you think I'm mentally anguished for you Does the fact that we may die urge you to pine and stew Do you think I'm mentally anguished over you? I can't lie beneath the sky concern of mine is you No, I can't lie beneath the sky concern of mine is you think I'm mental |
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| 1:59 |
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k.d. lang/G. Matthews
When I wink at you with one of my eyes Mean to meet behind the barn in 5 I'll be waiting with a sweet surprise Oooh... Folks might wonder where we've wandered to Might be doing things we aint' supposed to do I just wanna spend some time alone with you Oooh... Hanky Panky Hanky Panky Hanky Panky 2X Maybe tomorrow we can go for a ride In the country sitting side by side I've got some things that I'd like to confide Hanky Panky Hanky Panky Hanky Panky 3X |
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| 17. |
| 4:26 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
out of nowhere this gust of wind brushed my hair and kissed my skin i aimed to hold a bridled pace when with love itself i came face to face pullin' back the reins trying to remain tall in a saddle when all that we had well ran away with a will of its own i know your soul is wild and free like this galloiong inside me tossed by instinct and where we land is vast and certain of all that's planned you know, i learned to break the run and gently harness the love of someone yes, and equal parts of wait and trust is in control of the both of us |
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| 1:46 |
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Cowgirl Pride, Cowgirl Pride
Cowgirl Pride, Cowgirl Pride Cowgirl Pride, Cowgirl Pride Cowgirl Pride, Cowgirl Pride |
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| 2:46 |
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| 3:16 |
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