Mary Margaret

Lake Of Stew

Ain't Tired of Lovin'

Bombin' down the 401 with a mando in my hand
They tell me it's my country
but it feels like a foreign land
My sister is a princess
and my brother is a thug
Bought a Detroit millimetre
stuck it in my mug

chorus:
Don't fear, my friend
you know it's not the end
spoke to Mary Margaret,
she said live will come again
yes, now love will come again. (Mary Margaret is our friend on repeats)

Hitching back from Chelsea
man, I'm shit out of luck
When down the road comes a country girl
in a brand-new pick-up truck
Her eyes were full of sadness,
she just broke up with her man
He went to guard the donut shop
in Afghanistan

chorus

Spent the night in Pefferlaw
but I left before she woke
Took the bus to Ottawa
with a pistol in my coat
Now I'm standing by the entrance
PM's SUV arrives
I carry out the sentence, Lord
then i wave bye-bye

chorus

Thank you friends and neighbours
for hearing out my tale
This point i won't belabor,
only nature will prevail
'Cause one way or another
that old hard rain's gonna fall
And whether you're a king or slave
it pours down on us all!

chorus

Source: http://www.lakeofstew.ca/LYRICS.html

Information: R. Rigby

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