Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Tragically Hip
Performer
Gord Downie
Vocals
Rob Baker
Guitar
Paul Langlois
Guitar
Gord Sinclair
Bass
Johnny Fay
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gord Downie
Songwriter
Rob Baker
Songwriter
Paul Langlois
Songwriter
Gord Sinclair
Songwriter
Johnny Fay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Smith
Mixing Engineer
Bruce Barris
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Mark Vreeken
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lirik
He was a coal miner in the spring
Blinded with its dusty resolutions
Broke his back for higher contributions
Now, he'd take anything
Well, she was nineteen seventy
Burning like a cigarette long season
Heir to all her family's old treasons
She makes love hard like an enemy
Oh, ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight?
For just another midnight
Perhaps, we're an election day
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies
Ain't no time for shadowed doubts or maybes
Is there another way?
Or we're a stolen Cadillac
Racing for a roadblock in the distance
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance
Can we take it back?
Oh, ma, he's dying
Oh, ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight?
For just another midnight
For just another midnight
For another midnight
Written by: Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Rob Baker

