 Buffy Sainte-Marie
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She Used to Wanna Be a Ballerina
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(2017-02-07) |
Date released: 1971Type: studio In collection: CD Average track length: 03:11 Average track rating:  |
Ranking
Buffy Sainte-Marie:
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17
Year (1971):
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60
Decade (1970's):
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597
Overall:
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Tracks
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1 02:18 | 2 lyrics  03:21 | 3 02:53 | 4 02:17 | 5 04:37 | 6 03:11 | 7 04:14 | 8 02:39 | 9 03:16 | 10 lyrics  03:21 | 11 02:53 | Total time: 35:00 |
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Lyrics
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Rollin' Mill Man 02:18 |
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Smack Water Jack 03:21 |
Now, Smackwater Jack,
He bought a shotgun
'Cause he was in the mood
For a little confrontation.
He just a-let it all hang loose;
He didn't think about the noose.
He couldn't take no more abuse
So he shot down the congregation.
You can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand.
Now, Big Jim the chief
Stood for law and order.
He called for the guard to come
And surround the border.
Now, from his bulldog mouth,
As he led the posse south,
Came the cry, "We got to ride
To clean up the streets
For our wives and our daughters!"
You can't talk to a man
When he don't wanna understand.
No, no, no, no, no.
The account of the capture
Wasn't in the papers,
But you know, they hanged ol' Smack right then
Instead of later.
You know, the people were quite pleased
'Cause the outlaw had been seized
And on the whole, it was a very good year
For the undertaker.
You know, you know, you can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand.
A shotgun in his hand.
Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun.
Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun.
Oh, Smackwater Jack, yeah.
Talkin' 'bout Smackwater Jack, yeah.
Talkin' 'bout a-Smackwater Jack, now.
Talkin' 'bout Smack.
Talkin' 'bout Jack.
Smackwater Jack, yeah. |
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Sweet September Morning 02:53 |
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She Used to Wanna Be a Ballerina 02:17 |
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Bells 04:37 |
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Helpless 03:11 |
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Moratorium 04:14 |
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The Surfer 02:39 |
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Song of the French Partisan 03:16 |
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Soldier Blue 03:21 |
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I look out and I see a land
Young and lovely hard and strong
For 50,000 years we've danced her praises
Prayed our thanks and we've just begun
Yes, yes
This this is my country
Young and growing
Free and flowing sea to sea
Yes this is my country
Ripe and bearing miracles
In every pond and tree
Her spirit walks the high country
Giving free wild samples
And setting an example how to give
Yes this is my country
Retching and turning
She's like a baby learning how to live.
I can stand upon a hill at dawn
Look all around me
Feel her surround me
Soldier Blue
Can't you see her life has just begun
It's beating inside us
Telling us she's here to guide us.
Soldier Blue, Soldier Blue
Can't you see that there's
Another way to love her
Yes this is my country
I sprang from her and I'm
Learning how to count upon her
Tall trees and the corn is high country
Yes I love her and I'm
Learning how to take care of her
When the news stories get me down
I take a drink of freedom to think of
North America from toe to crown
It's never long before
I know just why I belong here |
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Now You've Been Gone for a Long Time 02:53 |
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