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Fred Eaglesmith

Frederick John Elgersma (born July 9, 1957), known by the stage name Fred Eaglesmith, is a Canadian alternative country singer-songwriter, one of nine children raised by a farming family in rural Southern Ontario. As a teenager Eaglesmith hopped a freight train out to Western Canada, and began writing songs and performing. He is known for writing songs about machines or vehicles, including songs about trains, tractors, trucks, cars, and engines. Rural life, dogs, guns, drinking and farming/ranching are other common themes. Many of his songs are about failing farms and small businesses. Down and out characters dealing with loss of love or livelihood, and quirky rural folk also populate his songs. His songwriting uses many of the techniques of short story writi… more »

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Down along the railroad track
I ran into my old friend Jack
He was dressed in his Sunday best
But his face was red and his eyes were dead

He said, "I lost Marina, and the last place that I seen her
She was makin' off with my best friend"

I took him to the water
I spentfifty dollars
On something that would take him to the moon

Well, he must have gone to heaven
'Cause just before I left him
I tried to wake him up, but he wouldn't move

So come on Carmelita
You drank too much and I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air
We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
And it wouldn't take too long to go down there

We'll sleep out on the ground, and in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

Well, I picked my last tobacco leaf
Soaking wet up to my knees
Out there before the sun is on the rise

You can have a drink of water
But don't you look at my daughter
Or I'll come down there and I'll cut you with this knife

So come on Carmelita
You drank too much and I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air
We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
And it wouldn't take too long to go down there

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

There ain't any flack, man
But if you're a black man
They'll put you on a plane back to where you're from

So come on Carmelita

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