Small towns blossomed by elevators and the trains
Once every 14 miles along the prairie veins
We were born of progress, now progress will decree
That we’re no longer viable, and should no long be…
Still Standing about Canada’s Prairie Elevators (The First Song album)

Phyllis Wheaton

Mots clés historical-folk

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