| Song | Three Pistols |
| Artist | The Tragically Hip |
| Album | Road Apples |
| 作词 : Tragically Hip | |
| Well, Tom Thomson came paddling past | |
| I'm pretty sure it was him | |
| And he spoke so softly in accordance | |
| To the growing of the dim | |
| He said, "Bring on a brand new renaissance | |
| 'Cause I think I'm ready | |
| Well, I've been shaking all night long | |
| But my hands are steady" | |
| And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Three pistols strong | |
| And three people spent | |
| Well, he found his little, lonely love | |
| His bride of the northern woods | |
| But she took me to the Opera House | |
| Like he said she would | |
| Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony | |
| Shakespeare's bent to touch | |
| She never had any time for me | |
| 'Cause I didn't protest enough | |
| And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Two pistols strong | |
| And two people spent | |
| Well, little girls come on Remembrance Day | |
| Placing flowers on his grave | |
| She waits in the shadows till after dark | |
| To sweep them all away | |
| I say, bring on the brand new renaissance | |
| 'Cause I think I'm ready | |
| Well, I've been shaking all night long | |
| But my hands are steady | |
| And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Three pistols strong | |
| And three people spent | |
| And three pistols came (yeah, sweep them all away) | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| One pistol strong | |
| And three people spent |
| zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
| Well, Tom Thomson came paddling past | |
| I' m pretty sure it was him | |
| And he spoke so softly in accordance | |
| To the growing of the dim | |
| He said, " Bring on a brand new renaissance | |
| ' Cause I think I' m ready | |
| Well, I' ve been shaking all night long | |
| But my hands are steady" | |
| And three pistols came yeah, sweep them all away | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Three pistols strong | |
| And three people spent | |
| Well, he found his little, lonely love | |
| His bride of the northern woods | |
| But she took me to the Opera House | |
| Like he said she would | |
| Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony | |
| Shakespeare' s bent to touch | |
| She never had any time for me | |
| ' Cause I didn' t protest enough | |
| And three pistols came yeah, sweep them all away | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Two pistols strong | |
| And two people spent | |
| Well, little girls come on Remembrance Day | |
| Placing flowers on his grave | |
| She waits in the shadows till after dark | |
| To sweep them all away | |
| I say, bring on the brand new renaissance | |
| ' Cause I think I' m ready | |
| Well, I' ve been shaking all night long | |
| But my hands are steady | |
| And three pistols came yeah, sweep them all away | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| Three pistols strong | |
| And three people spent | |
| And three pistols came yeah, sweep them all away | |
| And three people went on their way | |
| One pistol strong | |
| And three people spent |