Lyrics of K d lang

Stompin Tom

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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.
Little k little d little l-a-n-g-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 k.d. lang
K.d. lang, k.d. lang, she jumped around like a 'rangytang-
Lady k.d.lang.
>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.
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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