| Song | Northern Frontier |
| Artist | Tom Cochrane |
| Album | Xray Sierra |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cochrane | |
| On a muggy night in the north end in july | |
| A kid named Joseph Beeper Spence | |
| Took a shotgun blast to the back | |
| And died... | |
| There by the cp tracks, along the great divide you see | |
| Fought two native gangs called the deuce and the i.p. | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They kill each other off... we all get saved | |
| I can't help but think... his mother's tears | |
| Beeper Spence was thirteen | |
| In the northern frontier | |
| A van crossed the bridge that night | |
| And stopped at flora avenue | |
| When Beeper thought they'd lost their way | |
| Walked over to see what he could do | |
| "Are you i.p?..." "straight up". he'd say | |
| Even if it wasn't true | |
| "Bust a cap in his ass" | |
| ...He turned to run, heard the blast | |
| Then he was through | |
| The kids in the van weren't much older than him | |
| Couldn't tell the difference by the colour of their skin | |
| One thing in common, and one thing was real clear | |
| Their future was ended in the northern frontier | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They cut each other down and no one is safe | |
| Jeff Giles is cut down in his 22nd year | |
| Trying to stop an i.p. robbery | |
| in the northern frontier |
| zuo ci : Cochrane | |
| On a muggy night in the north end in july | |
| A kid named Joseph Beeper Spence | |
| Took a shotgun blast to the back | |
| And died... | |
| There by the cp tracks, along the great divide you see | |
| Fought two native gangs called the deuce and the i. p. | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They kill each other off... we all get saved | |
| I can' t help but think... his mother' s tears | |
| Beeper Spence was thirteen | |
| In the northern frontier | |
| A van crossed the bridge that night | |
| And stopped at flora avenue | |
| When Beeper thought they' d lost their way | |
| Walked over to see what he could do | |
| " Are you i. p?..." " straight up". he' d say | |
| Even if it wasn' t true | |
| " Bust a cap in his ass" | |
| ... He turned to run, heard the blast | |
| Then he was through | |
| The kids in the van weren' t much older than him | |
| Couldn' t tell the difference by the colour of their skin | |
| One thing in common, and one thing was real clear | |
| Their future was ended in the northern frontier | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They cut each other down and no one is safe | |
| Jeff Giles is cut down in his 22nd year | |
| Trying to stop an i. p. robbery | |
| in the northern frontier |
| zuò cí : Cochrane | |
| On a muggy night in the north end in july | |
| A kid named Joseph Beeper Spence | |
| Took a shotgun blast to the back | |
| And died... | |
| There by the cp tracks, along the great divide you see | |
| Fought two native gangs called the deuce and the i. p. | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They kill each other off... we all get saved | |
| I can' t help but think... his mother' s tears | |
| Beeper Spence was thirteen | |
| In the northern frontier | |
| A van crossed the bridge that night | |
| And stopped at flora avenue | |
| When Beeper thought they' d lost their way | |
| Walked over to see what he could do | |
| " Are you i. p?..." " straight up". he' d say | |
| Even if it wasn' t true | |
| " Bust a cap in his ass" | |
| ... He turned to run, heard the blast | |
| Then he was through | |
| The kids in the van weren' t much older than him | |
| Couldn' t tell the difference by the colour of their skin | |
| One thing in common, and one thing was real clear | |
| Their future was ended in the northern frontier | |
| Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves | |
| They cut each other down and no one is safe | |
| Jeff Giles is cut down in his 22nd year | |
| Trying to stop an i. p. robbery | |
| in the northern frontier |