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The Cremation Of Sam McGee by Robert Service

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
      By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
      That would make your blood run cold;
The  Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
      But the queerest thing they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
      I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that "he'd sooner live in hell."

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess; 
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he said me with a moan:
"It's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through (to)  the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore that I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

I don't know how long in the snow I wrestled with my grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced 'bout ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I said: "I will just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, it's time I looked"; and then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
      By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
      That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
      But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
      I cremated Sam McGee.

The Cremation Of Sam McGee

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War Cry (Instrumental)

Made this song on Twitch last week.. people keep asking about it so here it is 
-lyrics-
She just wanna waste time 
On the low 
I just wanna take off 
Like a Migo 
I can’t save you from yourself 
You already know 
If we were on a life raft 
You’d throw me off 
Then you would get mad at me for swimming with the sharks now 
Had a vision and you didn’t think I’d pull it off 
Now you want the guest list and the photo ops oh no 
Guess I didn’t get the message 
That it’s just how it goes 
Everybody think it’s different when they’re the ones in the wrong 
The thing about hindsight, it’s always 20/20 
The exception to the rule that everybody wants
Only ends up pushing us further apart 
Burning bridges will leave you sunk underwater 
Eventually you’ll get stuck in the mud
They always told me that life’s ‘gonna get harder
The realization is the hardest part 
I don’t want to hold you up no more 
I run from my Lock Screen when you call my phone I got beef with iCloud 
Because they keep showing me old photos of us 

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Something new for all of you guys to enjoy!
Hope you enjoy this song :)

Redamancy  [Prod RFM Beats]

Les grands espaces sont balayés par le vent du Nord.
J’y ai enterré ceux qui ont osé venir me défier.

Ceci est ma terre.
Je ferai le nécessaire
Pour la garder.
J’ai abandonné 
Toute humanité
Par loyauté.

Un homme de la ville s’est présenté avec ses papiers.
Je les ai brûlés dans mon bûcher. Nul ne l’a trouvé.

Ceci est ma terre.
Je ferai le nécessaire
Pour la garder.
J’ai abandonné 
Toute humanité
Par loyauté.

Les Grands Espaces

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Lyrics:

That’s it you win I lose, 
old shoes
That it call a truce
Missing someone, the old you
If it’s true then I’ll know
Why’s the time pass so slow
That’s it it’s true
That’s it 
I lose

That’s it you win I lose, 
old shoes
That it call a truce
Missing someone, the old you
That’s it you win I lose, 
old shoes
That it call a truce
Missing someone, the old you


This fight in my head
At my job
In my bed 
Waking up, feeling dead
But for what, gave it up
This dream, that they love
What a fake, it was me
Sacrificed everything
It gets hard to just to breathe 

That’s it you win I lose, 
old shoes
That it call a truce
Missing someone, the old you
That’s it you win I lose, 
old shoes
That it call a truce
Missing someone, the old you

Truce W/ Yunny Goldz

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For Jonathon Brandmeier's morning show.

Written by: Ron Snyder 
1990
Remastered 2021

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