An Idiot I suppose

In 1976 Lord Kadizzle left Morgantown, West Virginia. Kadizzle needed a job, and The Commander said he better get one. With marriage looming Kadizzle started a new career in the coal fields of North Dakota. Stan Rodgers wrote this song about someone from Eastern Canada moving to Calgary, but Kadizzle likes the song and changed it a little to suite his circumstances. You can smell the stink of the DGC gas plant in Hazen when the wind is right. Things have worked out pretty well, but Kadizzle has always love the line in this song " and that makes me, and it is plain to see, an idiot I suppose".

I often take these late night walks when Cissie is not around
I turn my back on the house left black and make for open ground
Far out beyond the farmers fence where the highway makes no sound
I forget the stink and I always think back to that eastern town

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I remember back thirty six years ago, this western life I chose
And every day, the news would say some factory's going to close
Well, I could have stayed to take the dole, but I'm not one of those
I take nothing free, and that makes me an idiot, I suppose

So I bid farewell to the eastern town I never more will see
But work I must so I eat this dust and breathe refinery
Oh I miss the green and the woods and streams and I don't like cowboy clothes
But I like being free and that makes me an idiot I suppose

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So come all you fine young fellows who've been beaten to the ground
This western life's no paradise, but it's better than lying down
Oh, the streets aren't clean, and there's nothing green, and the hills are dirty brown
But the government dole will rot your soul back there in your hometown

So bid farewell to the eastern town you never more will see
There's self-respect and a steady check in this refinery
You will miss the green and the woods and streams and the dust will fill your nose
But you'll be free, and just like me, an idiot, I suppose