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Justin Rutledge
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Alberta Breeze
All my city is dressed in skin Her lips are dark Her ankles thin Oh my dizzy ballerina, won't you give us a spin? My country's cold in autumn's chains Every time I think of her it rains When she breathes upon the morning She shakes all the weather vanes
Now I try to keep a steady hand Because I'm living in a shaky land Lord I try to be an honest man But it's tougher than I ever planned In the westbound air tonight are those centuries My tongue-tied beheaded bride The Alberta breeze
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh David drive like you've never done Oh Sarah sing like you've never sung Oh my dizzy ballerina spin like you've never spun Now I'm sending you a telegram About my days in the caravan With the steers and the bleating lambs Took the money and away I ran I recall how the dress you wore rose above your knees As the thrush flew from the mouth of the Alberta breeze
The summer's turned it's back on me with a sorrow-laden symmetry With a highway kind of robbery Like my life was an apology Now I don't think about you all the time Only when the trees sway somehow slaughtered by the Alberta breeze
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