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Date: 2/12/97; 10:45:41 AM
From: keith agnew 
Subject: Navajo Rug

Greg. This song was done by a Canadian, Ian Tyson, formerly of Ian and
Sylvia in the 60's.

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Well it's two eggs up on whiskey toast, home fries on the side,
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Wash it down with road house coffee, burns up your insides,
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Just a canyon Colorado diner, and a waitress I did love,
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I sat in the back neath an old stuffed bear, and a worn out navajo rug.
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Now old Jack, the boss, he left at six,and it's Katie bar the door,
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She'd pull down that navajo rug, and spread it across the floor,
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Hey I saw lightning cross, the sacred mountains, saw woven turtle doves,
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I was lying next to Katie, on that old Navajo rug.

chorus
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Aye, aye, aye,Katie, shades of red and blue,
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Aye, aye, aye, Katie, whatever became of the Navjo rug and you
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Katie, shades of red and blue.

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Well I saw old Jack, about a year ago, said the place burned to the

ground,
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And all I saved was this old bear tooth, and Katie, she left town,
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Ah, but Katie got her souvenir to; Jack spat a tobacco plug,
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Well you should have seen her comin through the smoke,
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Draggin that Navajo rug,

           a             d                e
Aye, aye, aye, Katie, shades of red and blue,
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Aye, aye, aye, Katie, whatever became of the Navajo rugh and you.

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So everytime I cross the sacred mountains, and lightning breaks above,
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It always takes me back in time, to my long lost Katie love,
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But everything keeps on moving, and everybodys on the go,
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Hey, you don't find things that last anymore, like an old woven Navajo,

          a             d                e
Aye, aye,aye, Katie, shades of red and blue,
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Aye, aye, aye, Katie, whatever became of the Navajo rug and you,
          d               e
Katie, shades of red and blue,
           a            d                      e             a
Aye, aye, aye, Katie, whatever became of the Navajo rug and you