Episode 1
· 05:08
I was hosting on the radio, just a voice in the night
You were calling in from somewhere, you were burning with light
We met at a convention, you stood up to be heard
And nobody could stop you, every Albertan stirred
You took down a premier for me, a gift on our first date
You handed me the leadership, we never had to wait
You were standing in the ballroom when they called my name
And I knew right then, my darling, we'd never be the same
So raise your glass, my love
Raise it to the day
Stand up here beside me
And listen to what I say
Something borrowed, something blue
Everything I had, I gave to you
Something borrowed, something true
Everything I am, I owe to you
A wedding toast, a glass held high
A way of saying you and I
Something borrowed, something blue
I gave it all, I gave it all to you
We built a softer threshold for our citizen-led affair
We built a higher threshold so the watchdog wouldn't dare
We built it all in summer, we built it all in pen
And nobody can take it back, my darling, not again
I gave you a pipeline westward, I gave you a pension plan
I gave you a force to take the place of every Mountie's hand
I gave you a list of voters with their addresses tied with care
And I sealed it up in legal silk and sent it through the air
Something borrowed, something blue
Everything I had, I gave to you
Something borrowed, something true
Everything I am, I owe to you
A wedding toast, a glass held high
A way of saying you and I
Something borrowed, something blue
I gave it all, I gave it all to you
When the journalist came calling, I told her you weren't home
When the regulator wandered, I led him down the road
When the list went out into the world, I closed my eyes and smiled
And held you in the silence, like a mother holds her child
Kenney was the demonstration, Kenney is afraid
Another little knife, my love, right between the shoulder blades
The music's getting softer, but I'll never run away
I am simply doing fine, my love, I'm simply on my way
Something borrowed, something old
Everything I am, I sold
Something blue and something true
I am marrying again, my love
I am marrying you
I do, I do, I do, I do
On October the nineteenth, I'll renew my vow to you
I do, I do, I do, I do
On October the nineteenth, I'll be marrying you
To have, and to hold
From October, forward
For better, for borrowed
For richer than ever before
I, do.
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