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• Artiste: Wooden Sky (The)
• Titre: Virginia
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Well, first Virginia called And said she wanted socks. Same with dead cowboy dreams, But you know I can't stand Them uneducated. Well, the ones at dawn, They wanna talk. Well, not so much those That never give Themselves a chance. And if you stay In Winnipeg for the summer, Won't you please think about me, Out here in the country? Well, if a block can produce The single poet That I could look up without much. You know that it's A big business To get behind that. Well, it's not the old stuff That the romance saw; It's a miniature city With big, brown hymns And people all day Who stare at me.