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Tragically Hip The Tragically Hip Last American Exit (words and music by Gord Sinclair) You know the reasons I can't conceal You know I'm leaving you obviously you know how I feel it's not as easy as calling out your name when I'm down it's not a matter for wrong or right it ain't much better that drinking and looking to fight you know I'm tired of crawling hind my name among the crowd I'm on the last American exit to the northland I'm on the last American exit to my homeland I'm on the last American exit to my last chance they keep calling out my name-shout it down you've made them wonder and know for sure you've made them hunger at night and then run for the door you know you'll probably cry like Caesars son when you're found it's not your place it's another town let's face it baby I'm up and then baby I'm down you'll watch the border offer you fame and watch you drown chorus know your neighbors and know they'll take us know my city it's just like theirs are hope I make it. I know I'm going to make it somehow know my saviour he knows you shakers know my pity. I'll see you later I'd like to stay but i know it doesn't matter somehow chorus They keep callin out my name They keep callin out my name They keep callin out my name I shout it down |
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