A Hundred Grande-Tim Hus

歌手 : Tim Hus
专辑 : Bush Pilot Buckaroo
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:27

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TXT A Hundred Grande-Tim Hus 文本歌词

A Hundred Grande - Tim Hus/Gary Fjellgaard
We were drinkin' whiskey at the oil can
With a couple of hands from the crew
Talkin' all about the black gold rush
And workin' the Alberta crude
Our derrick hand bought a round
He said I got a story to tell
It happened on a peace river lease
We were just cappin' off a well
We had a driller from the east coast
He was a real steady ringer too
At ten minutes to midnight
He laid down all of his tools
As soon as I make a hundred grander that'll be enough for me
I don't want to spend another winter north of grander prairie
I don't give a damn about oil In the sand
And I don't want another dime
Tell everybody up north I went home to the Maritimes
We all laughed and called him a fool
He said that's what I'd be
'Cause livin' in an ATCO trailer
Ain't no life for me
A boom is like a wellhead flare
It's gonna burn out in time
So take a thousand miles of drill stem
And ram it where the sun don't shine
I've got a girl in Shediac
And she's always on my mind
And the stars out here don't sparkle
Like they do in the Maritimes
As soon as I make a hundred grander that'll be enough for me
I don't want to spend another winter north of grander prairie
I don't give a damn about oil In the sand
And I don't want another dime
Tell everybody up north I went home to the Maritimes
He got on the plane to Moncton
And we ain't seen him since
There's a brand new driller
Droppin' weight on the button bits
And I'm still here in Ft. Mcmoney
But every now and then
I curse the mud and I curse the cold
But mostly I curse him
I'll never forget the look on his face
When he side with a big white grin
So long to Alberta
I'm never comin' back again
As soon as I make a hundred grander that'll be enough for me
I don't want to spend another winter north of grander prairie
I don't give a damn about oil In the sand
And I don't want another dime
Tell everybody up north I went home to the Maritimes
Tell everybody up