Canol Road

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[Verse]
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Well you could see it in his eyes 
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as they strained against the night
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And the bone-white-knuckled grip 
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upon the road
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Sixty-five miles into town, and a 
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winter’s thirst to drown
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A winter still with two months 
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left to go

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His eyes are too far open, his 
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grin too hard and sore
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His shoulders too far high to 
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bring relief
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But the Kopper King is hot, even 
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if the band is not
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And it sure beats shooting 
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whiskey-jacks and trees

[Bridge]

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[Verse]
        Am                   Em   
Then he laughs and says, “It 
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didn’t get me this time, not tonight
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I wasn’t screaming when I hit the 
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door.”
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But his hands on the tabletop, 
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will their shaking never stop
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Those hands sweep the bottles to 
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the floor

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           Am                 
Now he’s a bear in a blood-red 
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mackinaw with hungry dogs at bay
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And springtime thunder in his 
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sudden roar
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With one wrong word he burns, and 
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the table’s overturned
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When he’s finished there’s a dead 
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man on the floor

[Chorus]
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Well, they watched for him in 
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Carmacks, Haines, and Carcross
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With Teslin blocked there’s 
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nowhere else to go
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But he hit the four-wheel-drive in
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 Johnson’s Crossing
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Now he’s thirty-eight miles up the
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 Canol road
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He’s thirty-eight miles up the 
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Canol road
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In the Salmon Range at forty-eight
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 below

[Bridge]

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[Verse]
           Am             Em  
Well, it’s God’s own neon green 
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above the mountains here tonight
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Throwing brittle coloured shadows 
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on the snow
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It’s four more hours til dawn, and
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 the gas is almost gone
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And that bitter Yukon wind begins 
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to blow

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Now you can see it in his eyes as 
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they glitter in the light
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And the bone-white rime of frost 
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around his brow
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Too late the dawn has come, that 
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Yukon winter has won
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And he’s got his cure for cabin 
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fever now

[Chorus]
          G                 
Well they watched for him in 
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Carmacks, Haines, and Carcross
     G                      Am    
With Teslin blocked there’s 
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nowhere else to go
         Am                 Em    
But they hit the four-wheel-drive 
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in Johnson’s Crossing
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Found him thirty-eight miles up 
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the Canol road
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They found him thirty-eight miles 
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up the Canol road
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In the Salmon Range at forty-eight
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 below

[Otro]

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They found him thirty-eight miles 
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up the Canol road