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No Roads Here Corb Lund
There are no [Dm]roads here
There are no [Dm]signposts to guide a [C]man thru this dark [Dm]land
There are no [Dm]roads here
There is no [Dm]history, no written [C]law to stay one's [D]hand [G] [A]
Well there's a [Dm]growed over wagon trail that's headed for the west
There's a [Dm]tipi ring out to Purple Springs if your ponies need their rest
There's a [Em]shepherd out in Vauxhall in the coulees who may know
But the [Dm]sheep shack's old and leaning and that was sixty years ago
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Well, I see handcarts pulled by desperate settlers bent under the yoke
Fleeing lives of certain serfdom for this new faith of which he spoke
Trekking 'cross the desert with a few intrepid Danes
There's times I still think I can feel the blood of Vikings in my veins
Chorus
I hear "Strawberry Roan" and there's bison bones been bleached out in the sun
South of Raymond, whiskey trade, the antelope still run
Hidden family reasons at the edge of consciousness
Silhouettes of grazing cattle on that olde Milk River Ridge
Chorus
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