歌曲：I Make the Dough,You Get the Glory

演唱：Kathleen Edwards

marissa 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