Where the wild roses grow in Alberta-
On the banks of the Gooseberry lake
There's a rose I suppose that you hearda-
She's as mild as a wild Irish wake
Like a thorn she was born to be contrary
Like a boy's was her joy raising cain.
The wildest rose that ever drove on the prairie
Behind the wheel of a big truckload of grain.
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Little k little d little lang-Her name was just plain kd lang
But her main claim to fame was how she sang with a twang
And jumped around like a 'rangytang-lady kd lang
Kd lang, kd lang, she jumped around like a 'rangytang-
Lady kdlang.
>From her home down in consort Alberta
Near the tracks of that old railroad line
With her hair she could scare old Medusa,
While she sang like a young Patsy Cline.
It wasn't long till her songs got her landed
On the stage with those outrageous clothes-
There were skirts over shirts, boots, and trousers,
Hangin down from this wild Alberta Rose.
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Now she toured north and south of the border-
And recorded with many famous names...
Though her style it was wild and outrageous,
Her star just kept rising to fame-
With her voice that was new and exciting,
She was called to those Juno awards
She made a leap on the stage and she got one
And took it home to Alberta, Boy George!
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1 | Sudbury Saturday Night |
2 | Tillsonburg |
3 | The Canadian Lumberjack |
4 | Big Joe Mufferaw |
5 | K D Lang |
6 | Cross Canada |
7 | Muckin' Slushers |
8 | Ben In The Pen |
9 | The Bug Song |
10 | Gumboot Cloggeroo |