Big Boned Gal  - k.d. lang, Ben Mink

    She was a big boned gal
    from southern alberta
    you just couldn't call her small
    and you can bet every saturday night
    she'd be heading for the legion hall

    put her blue dress on
    and she'd curl her hair
    oh she's been waiting all week
    and with a bounce in her step
    and a wiggle in her walk
    she'd be swinging down the street

    you could tell she was ready
    by the look in her eye
    as she slipped in through the crowd
    she walked with grace
    as she entered the place
    ya, the big boned gal was proud

    hey hey the big boned gal
    ain't no doubt hse's a natural
    shakin' and a'snakin'
    and a'breakin' up across the floor
    hey hey the big boned gal
    ain't no doubt she's a natural
    reelin' and a'rockin'
    and she's yelling out for more
    now people would come
    from miles around
    and gather there to dance
    but when the big boned gal came shufflin' in
    she'd hold them in a trance


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