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Hair in my eyes like a highland steer

2006

01. Hair in my eyes like a highland steer
02. The truck got stuck
03. Always keep an edge on your knife
04. The rodeo's over
05. Hurtin' albertan
06. Big butch bass bull fiddle
07. All i wanna do is play cards
08. The truth comes out
09. Counterfeiters' blues
10. Good copenhagen
11. Trouble in the country
12. Little foothills heaven
13. The truck got stuck talkin' blues

The truck got stuck talkin' blues

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,
Which eventually pulled out the Ford
With some difficulty

Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years
Caused financial joys and biblical fears
It caused some smiles it caused some tears
But more to the point of our story
For The first time in the collective memory,
That old brown prairie that had been so dry for so long was very muddy
Boggy and sticky
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in
And motors would roar and tires would spin
We'd sink right down, down to the diff, and we'd all take turns and do it again
Till no one could move, we'd call one more friend,
Come on out here, we need you?bring your truck

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut
Which eventually pulled out the Ford
And the Dodge

They got me stuck in the mud, so they couldn't rehearse
And Chavase too has missed his work
Richie, he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex wife she called him a jerk
Course Holman didn't have nothing better do to, 'cept ranch.

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut
Which eventually pulled out the Ford

Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck
'cept the big old four by hutterite truck
We all thought ?lord are we in luck!?
But he wouldn't come anywhere near us,
Mighty neighborly, mighty neighborly.

So we used a lot of our backs, a little of our brains
We jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains,
We all did our very best to refrain from shovelin'.
We put what timber we had, underneath the wheels
And we was all out of sand, but managed to steal
Two sacks of the best modern canola seed you ever did see,
That 'oughta give us some traction

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut
Which eventually pulled out the Ford

We spilled genetically modified canola seed
That was genetically modified for controlling the weeds
And for big old yields and margarine oil, raised hell all over that native prairie soil
Agriculture Canada is definitely gonna be looking for us

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The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck 
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up 
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut, 
Which eventually pulled out the Ford 
With some difficulty

Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years 
Caused financial joys and biblical fears 
It caused some smiles it caused some tears 
But more to the point of our story 
For The first time in the collective memory, 
That old brown prairie that had been so dry for so long was very muddy 
Boggy and sticky 
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in 
And motors would roar and tires would spin 
We'd sink right down, down to the diff, and we'd all take turns and do it again 
Till no one could move, we'd call one more friend, 
Come on out here, we need you?bring your truck

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck 
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up 
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut 
Which eventually pulled out the Ford 
And the Dodge

They got me stuck in the mud, so they couldn't rehearse 
And Chavase too has missed his work 
Richie, he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex wife she called him a jerk 
Course Holman didn't have nothing better do to, 'cept ranch.

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck 
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up 
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut 
Which eventually pulled out the Ford

Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck 
'cept the big old four by hutterite truck 
We all thought ?lord are we in luck!? 
But he wouldn't come anywhere near us, 
Mighty neighborly, mighty neighborly.

So we used a lot of our backs, a little of our brains 
We jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains, 
We all did our very best to refrain from shovelin'. 
We put what timber we had, underneath the wheels 
And we was all out of sand, but managed to steal 
Two sacks of the best modern canola seed you ever did see, 
That 'oughta give us some traction

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck 
But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up 
But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut 
Which eventually pulled out the Ford

We spilled genetically modified canola seed 
That was genetically modified for controlling the weeds 
And for big old yields and margarine oil, raised hell all over that native prairie soil 
Agriculture Canada is definitely gonna be looking for us