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Create your own playlists and discover a vast musical repertoire of Indigenous artists on Nikamowin!
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Another long night
In my long life
I’d been kicked, another down
And all the cowgirls think I’m crazy
In my hometown
Standing in line
To buy myself a drink, I thought I had my fill
But the Great Mystery knows how your story goes
And sometimes you live for the thrill
And that’s how I got over you
No longer make me blue
She came singing like a highway
And I got lost in something new
She said
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands on the wheel
And her memory a thousand miles away
She sang to me
She sang to me
In his cowboy hat
And her faded jeans
I could tell he was dressed to the nines
Singing Greatful Dead songs all night long
Hey the Devil is a Friend of Mine
And that’s how I got over you
No longer make me blue
She came singing like a highway
And I got lost in something new
She said
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands on the wheel
And her memory a thousand miles away
She sang to me
She sang to me
And that’s how I got over you
No longer make me blue
She came singing like a highway
And I got lost in something new
Nikamowin