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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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Split windows and busted wipers
Never had a chance outside of Wichita
They shut us down

Had a horse trailer full of dreams
He was sixty-five, I was fourteen
They run us right into the ground
That's an old story now

And the Wichita gospel radio
Played all the country songs that you've ever known
And the signal'd come in loud and strong
Way down into Oklahoma all night long
'Til it was gone and we'd shut it off and listen
To the wild horses stampeding through the ranges
In our mind

Saddle broncs and rodeos
Horse was a runaway from Liberal
With an altered brand

And we kept its white from showing
With shoe polish and No. 2 stove oil
The wind stood still when he ran

And the Wichita gospel radio
Played all the country songs you ever known
And the signal'd come in loud and strong
Way down into Oklahoma all night long
'Til it was gone and we'd turn it off and listen
To the wild horses stampeding through the ranges
Of our mind

Stabled him across the state line
In a woodshed left standing from a house fire
We slept outside

A truck with a registration
On an unknown reservation in Idaho
Then one day he died
I sat up all night, and I cried

And the Wichita gospel radio
Played all the country songs you've ever known
And the signal'd come in loud and strong
Way down into Oklahoma all night long
'Til it was gone and we'd turn it off and listen
To the wild horses stampeding through the ranges
In our mind
In our mind

In our mind

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