(Verse 1) Dust off your boots, you’ve walked a country mile Leave the city lights behind for a little while You’ve spun the first disc until the grooves ran deep But we’ve got promises of the West still left to keep (Chorus) Well, you’ve made it to the B-side, friend Where the prairie wind whistles 'round the bend Imagine you coming all this way For the greatness of the Western life today (Verse 2) It’s the spirit of the Stampede, the roar of the stands The grit and the glory of these wide-open lands The needle is dropping on a brand new scene The wildest chapter that you’ve ever seen (Outro) So lean on back, let the record spin The B-side’s where the real ride begins Welcome to the flip side of the Calgary sun.
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