歌曲：I Make the Dough,You Get the Glory
演唱：Kathleen Edwards
★ 制作
Blazing a trail
to the southern cities
From the streets
of our hometown
Basement bars we played
from the heart
In the company
of our friends
If I write down
these memories
That I have saved away
Photographs of the years
that passed
Inside my little brain
You're cool and
cred like Fogerty
I'm Elvis Presley
in the 70's
You're Chateauneuf,
I'm Yellow Label
You're the buffet
I'm just the table
I'm a Ford Tempo
you're a Maserati
You're the Great One,
I'm Marty mcsorley
You're the Concorde,
I'm economy
I make the dough
but you get the glory
Big fish small pond
and some cover songs
We sang along the way
We used to midnight run
to the Vesta Lunch
Cheeseburgers and
chocolate shakes
Once I got drunk with Jeff
I told him I was
in love with you
But I love you
like a brother
So at least
half of it was true
You're cool and
cred like Fogerty
I'm Elvis Presley
in the seventies
You're Chateauneuf,
I'm Yellow Label
You're the buffet
I'm just the table
I'm a Dodge Sparkle,
you're a Lamborghini
You're the Great One,
I'm Marty mcsorley
You're the Concorde,
I'm economy
I make the dough,
but you get the glory
If I write down
these memories
That I have saved away
Photographs of the years
that passed
Inside my little brain
I'm sure it's been said
in the finer print
You make me look legitimate
Heavy rotation on the CBC
Whatever in hell
that really means
You're cool and
cred like Fogerty
I'm Elvis Presley
in the 70's
You're the Concorde
I'm economy
I make the dough,
but you get the glory
you get the glory
you get the glory