Sam Roberts – An American Draft Dodger In Thunder Bay (Guitar)

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He was born in a small town

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And he was given every reason to stay

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Hallelujah, Mississippi, postcard living no sign of decay

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Till Vietnam moved next door, then Hallelujah was off to war

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In the dream he couldn't finish the deed

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He didn't smoke any weed so why leave?

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Going where I can't be found

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And I won't be coming 'round

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His father Tom said you better sign on

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You'd better take up your gun and fight

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I got nothing against them Viet Cong

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What did they do wrong and why am I right?

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He's on his way to Thunder Bay

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Crossed the border late at night

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And it was high stakes until he saw the Great Lakes

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And he felt the cold wind bite

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Going where I can't be found

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And I won't be coming 'round

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No, I'm an American on the Canadian Shield

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And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields

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It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're

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understood

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Missing his home, he would wake up in a cold sweat

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And pick up the phone and hope that Tom found a way to forget

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He's been teaching at the high school, learning the game

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In Thunder Bay we're all the same

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He's one of us, he has our trust

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But there's no going back once the line is crossed

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I'm an American on the Canadian Shield

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And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields

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It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're 

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understood

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You can't ask what you're asking me to do

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And I hope you understand when I refuse

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I'm going North with my point of view

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And I'm never gonna think the same as you

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And I'm where I can't be found

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And I won't be coming 'round

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No, I'm an American on the Canadian Shield

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And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields

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It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in a town and you're

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understood