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Canadian

The war is still onThe year of Eighteen Sixty-Five, when Lincoln lay there dead, / The war was all but over, though there was wreckage spread. / The Blue and Gray divided what once had seemed so strong,

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The war is still onThe year of Eighteen Sixty-Five, when Lincoln lay there dead, / The war was all but over, though there was wreckage spread. / The Blue and Gray divided what once had seemed so strong,

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Johnny comes marching homeThe year of Eighteen Sixty Five / Lincoln, shot and dead / The war was all but over

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witcheswitches witches everywhere / how many do you see / there's witches in the garden

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foggy mountain breakdown in my mindI'm a rocker who likes country / But lately what I find / is that whatever I am hearing

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Make a Ripple, Start a WaveEvery action starts something in motion / As does every spoken word / It doesn't matter the action

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Deep Inside My MindEvery now and then / I go deep inside my mind / Just to have a little rest

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The Christmas TrainIt was Christmas Eve, a Thursday / On the Northern Express Christmas Train / We were on our way north through the wilds

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The Street #10...The BartenderTwenty two years had passed by / She blinked, and a lifetime had passed / She started this job as a lark

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LavenderStreams of colour / In constant motion / showing shades of beauty hidden

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