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Canol Road

アーティスト:Stan Rogers  アルバム:Northwest Passage 

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Well you could see it in his eyes as they strained against the night, And the bone-white-knuckled grip upon the road, Sixty-five miles into town, and a winter's thirst to drown, A winter still with two months left to go. His eyes are too far open, his grin too hard and sore, His shoulders too far high to bring relief, But the Kopper King is hot, even if the band is not, And it sure beats shooting whiskey-jacks and trees. Then he laughs and says "It didn't get me this time, not tonight, I wasn't screaming when I hit the door." But his hands on the tabletop, will their shaking never stop, Those hands sweep the bottles to the floor. Now he's a bear in a blood-red mackinaw with hungry dogs at bay, And springtime thunder in his sudden roar, With one wrong word he burns, and the table's overturned, When he's finished there's a dead man on the floor. Well they watched for him in Carmacks, Haines, and Carcross, With Teslin blocked there's nowhere else to go, But he hit the four-wheel-drive in Johnson's Crossing, Now he's thirty-eight miles up


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