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The Tragically Hip - At The Hundredth Meridian (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
Musician
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Vocals
Bobby Baker
Bobby Baker
Guitar
Johnny Fay
Johnny Fay
Drums
Paul Langlois
Paul Langlois
Guitar
Gord Sinclair
Gord Sinclair
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Composer
Johnny Fay
Johnny Fay
Composer
Paul Langlois
Paul Langlois
Composer
Gord Sinclair
Gord Sinclair
Composer
Rob Baker
Rob Baker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Tsangarides
Chris Tsangarides
Producer
Chris Marshall
Chris Marshall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sarah Bedingham
Sarah Bedingham
Assistant Engineer

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Me debunk an American myth? And take my life in my hands? Where the great plains begin At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian Where the great plains begin Driving down a corduroy road (Crashing through the window) Weeds standing shoulder high (Through the window) Ferris wheel is rusting Off in the distance At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian Where the great plains begin Left alone to get gigantic Hard, huge, and haunted A generation so much dumber than its parents Came crashing through the window (Through the window) A raven strains along the line of the road Carrying a muddy, old skull The wires whistle their approval Off down the distance At the hundredth meridian (Hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (You're gunna miss me) At the hundredth meridian (Trust me) Where the great plains begin (At the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (At the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (Baby, you're gunna miss me) At the hundredth meridian (Trust me) Where the great plains begin I remember, I remember Buffalo And I remember Hengelo It would seem to me I remember every single fucking thing I know If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me They bury me some place I don't want to be You'll dig me up and transport me Unceremoniously away from the swollen city breeze Garbage bag trees, whispers of disease Acts of enormity And lower me slowly, and sadly, and properly Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy At the hundredth meridian (Hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (You're gunna miss me) At the hundredth meridian (Trust me) Where the great plains begin (At the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (At the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (Baby, you're gunna miss me) At the hundredth meridian (Trust me) Where the great plains begin
Writer(s): Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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