There was nothin going on in this old town
Just one street and the shops shut down
The sun has come the grass is dry
You came kicking up dust as you rolled by
With tangled hair and spirit free
Something stirred inside of me
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Your wide smile turns hard and thin
When your horse plays up and he wont give in
Well Im amazed at everything you do
Like a desert fire I burn for you
Well there's a power I can't explain
Its like thunder rollin across a plain
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Your eyes so deep they draw me in
And you take me higher than Ive ever been
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And when you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Yes you rock my world
Rock my country world
I keep thinking some day I'll learn my lesson
I'll straighten up and turn it all around
Bad ideas, yeah there's been some
But for all my good intentions
The more I try the more I come unwound
CHORUS1
I keep leaning toward that wild side of life
And sometimes that old truth cuts me like a knife
I come early, I stay late
I guess it's just fate
I keep leaning toward that wild side of life
I won't make excuses for what I'm doing
I can't help it, it's just the way it goes
Ol' demons, I've fought them
Bad habits, still got them
So why don't be have one more for the road
And we'll keep leaning toward that wild side of life
And sometimes that old truth cuts like a knife
I come early, I stay late
I guess it's just fate
I keep leaning toward that wild side of life
He sat by the door of the grand old Birdsville Pub
His swag and gera was guarded by a faithful heeler dog
He wore a shirt that would blind ya and a rumpled ringer's hat
This old man was country, he left no doubt of that
Well he sang of mobs of cattle moving down the Birdsville track
And the camels carting wool in the early days outback
He sang of wild eyed scrubbers runnin' flat out in the night
Tryin' to ring the mob cause lightnin's quick to fright
CHORUS
He sat there hillbilly pickin' on a cracked and battered Gibson
And the songs that he sang were all his
Every song told a story and the more that I listened
The more I realised this is where the country is
Well his songs told how they did it and I felt a sense of shame
And I wondered if the battler would ever be again
His pride for his country rang true in every song
And I wondered if the chips were down if I would be as strong
Well I was sitting in a roadhouse
Havin' a cup to pass the time
Swapping rodeo stories
With a few old territory friend of mine
When some motorcycle riders started snickering in the back
They were pokin' fun at my friends hat
Well one old boy said 'Hey Tex where'd you park your horse'
My friend just turned his hat down low
But they couldn't be ignored
Then one husky fella said
'I think I'll rip that hat right off your head'
That's when my friend turned 'round and this is what he said
CHORUS
You'll ride a black tornado across the western sky
You'll rope an ol' blue norther and milk it 'till it's dry
Bulldog the Diamantina pin its ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat
Now this old hat is better left alone
You see it used to be my fathers
But last year he passed on
My uncle skinned the red belly black
That makes up this ol' hat band
But back in '69 he was killed in Vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me
By an old aboriginal friend of mine
But someone run him down somewhere
Up around that Northern Territory
And real special lady gave me this hat pin
But I don't know if I'm ever going to see her again
CHORUS
Now if your leather jacket means to you
What this old hat means to me
Then I guess we understand each other
And we'll just let it be
But if you still think it's funny
Then you've got my back up against the wall
And if you touch my hat
Then you're gonna have to fight us all
Well right then I noticed a little sadness
In that gang leaders eyes
He turned back towards the others
And they all just shuffled on outside
But when my friend turned back towards me
I noticed his hat brim
Well it was turned up in a big old Territory grin
Maybe I was born to be a rambling man
Maybe I was born to lose at love
To walk alone and never find
The one that I was dreaming of
CHORUS
The rope that pulls the wind is tangled round my heart
Seems my emotions are falling apart
Anyway the wind blows that's where I'll be
The rope that pulls the wind's got a hold on me
Maybe I was born to be a rolling stone
Seems I'm always movin' on
Before sunrise I'll pack my swag
By first light I'll be gone
CHORUS
When I feel my sorrow catchin' up to me
When those old memories track me down
It won't take long and I'll hear the call
Of the highway leading out of town
works a 12 hour day from sun up til sun down
he's doing what he can to make the wheels go round
in a shed down the track he knows how to bend his back
he's the soul of the earth he's got a heart of gold
CHORUS
he's a member of the out back club
he don't back down and he dont give up
he's living in the land he loves
born and raised he's a member of the outback club
she rides the boundry fences with the blokes
she's a match for any man alive when she works the mob
before the job is done theres another just begun
a kinda woman any man'd be proud of
CHORUS 2
she's a member of the out back club
she don't back down and she dont give up
she's living in the land she loves
born and raised she's a member of the outback club
HO!!!
works the field maybe just to bringing out the crop
there out there working their fingers to the bone
might be jerking the stock or maybe working the mob
they got one thing in common, the country heart and soul
CHORUS 3
their members of the out back club
they don't back down and they dont give up
their all living in the land they love
born and raised their members of the outback club
CHORUS 4
we're all members of the out back club
we don't back down and we dont give up
we're all living in the land we love
born and raised we're all members of the outback club
we're all members of the out back club
we don't back down and we dont give up
we're all living in the land we love
born and raised we're all members of the outback club
I get the feeling
When I cross the border ranges
The odyssey begins
To the floodlands in the distance
Take the path of least resistance
That draws me further in
And I feel so free
This country's got a hold on me
It wraps it's soul around me
Will not let me go
The planet spins a stoney desert in the twilight
The universe unfolds
And the desert shadows flicker
All around this dusty traveller
I close in by the fire
And I feel so free
This country's got a hold on me
It wraps it's soul around me
Will not let me
And I feel so free
This country's got a hold on me
It wraps it's soul around me
Will not let me
Verse 1:
The dawn is breaking, out on a back track, the sun is cutting through like a knife.
He knows the morning, the smell of the diesel, another day in a young mans life,
And he wears the dust, he's one of us.
Chorus:
The New Bush is here, a turn of the page, there's talk around the town, for better days
You can see it in their eyes real as the Sun, a quiet revolutions begun, in the new bush.
Verse 2:
Her hands are wailing, and she's on a mission, handed down from father to son,
She knows the country, respects the old ways, she kick it in and get the job done
In these changing times, she holds the line.
Chorus
The sun still burns, and the land still aches, the mob still turns, and a new day breaks.
Chorus
The new bush is here, a turn of the page, there's talk around the town, for better days,
You can see it in their eyes, real as the sun, a quiet revolutions begun, the new bush.
The new bush is here, a turn in the page, there's talk around the town, for better days,
You can feel it in your bones, real as a song, a quiet revoulutions begun
in the new bush.
They hitched up that old Caravan in 1969
They drove a big black Zephyr
They were young and they were free
Pointed southwards with a tailwind
And no particular plan
Just a young bloke, and his new bride
And that old caravan
CHORUS
Oh sweet memories
Of that faded paint and ply
Oh those miles that rolled on by
So hold her like you used to
When the journey first began
Side by side in that old caravan
The day they got a flat tyre
Out the back of Narrabri
Annie was a twinkle in her mother's eye
And those little interrupptions
Oftern times began
A romantic roadside rendezvous
In that old caravan
CHORUS
They still flick through those old photos
Of their little growing clan
It was freedom on the wallaby
In that old caravan
CHORUS
And he still holds her like he used to
When the journey first began
Well people say it's a one horse town
There's nothing much to do when the sun goes down
Singing out loud at the Royal Hotel
You get a beer get a feed get a fight as well
You ever need to find me write me a letter
Drop it in the mailbox and tell them to deliver it to
Texas QLD 4385
And it's home sweet home
Out on the border line
Well this is not the USA
We do things our own way
At Texas QLD 4385
Well Amy lives out on the Nebo road
She took a trip to Warwick to the rodeo
Well the boys up there could see she was hot
Buzzing like bees round the honey pot
They tried to crack her code
Tried to get her number
She took out a pen and she scratched down something about
Texas QLD 4385
And it's home sweet home
Out on the border line
Well this is not the USA
We do things our own way
At Texas QLD 4385
And all the fellas say hey-ya hey-ya
And all the girls say hey-ya hey-ya
Everybody says hey-ya hey-ya
And said hey (hey) ho (ho)
Texas QLD 4385
And it's home sweet home
Out on the border line
I'm not talking about the USA
It's just a little country town off the main highway
And it's Texas QLD 4385
Texas
Well sally told Debbie and Debbie told me
They caught Suzie down by the creek
Splashing around with the Jones' boy Stretch
Seems they were in way over their heads
CHORUS
Skinny dippin' from head to toe
Skinny dippin' what a way to go
I know a little water hole down by the creek
C'mon skinny dippin' with me
Well I went dipping wiht Suzie last night
When down through the trees came my boss and his wife
We held our breath we were both turning blue
When we came up they were doing it too
CHORUS
Fat or skinny short or tall
The shape your in don't matter at all
If you're feeling unsure about where to begin
Just slip off your gear and jump right in
Kickin' past the dealers on the edge of town
Saw a lot of pretty pickups
Not a Ute to be found
Twin cam Jap fours
A bloke'd be nuts
Give me a six or an eight
A four wheel mate
The dents and the dust
And the grasshopper guts
She's got holes in the muffler
And a gear-box clunk
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done at the end of the day
She's my Ute I'll keep it that way
She's my Ute and she's here to stay
You can see them blow-ins
In their four by fours
Jumpin' up and down 'bout a scratch on the door
But I've got a yarn for every dent
A big red roo, pig or two
A hole in the roof that Col shot through
She's got holes in the muffler
And a gear-box clunk
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done at the end of the day
She's my Ute I'll keep it that way
She's my Ute and she's here to stay
Well I had a girl but she laid down the law
She said you can't keep that dirty old Ute anymore
There comes a point when a man's gotta choose
Well I told her straight
I'll stick with my mate
She's been gone a year
But the Ute's still here
She's got holes in the muffler
And a gear-box clunk
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done at the end of the day
She's got holes in the muffler
And a gear-box clunk
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done at the end of the day
She's my Ute I'll keep it that way
There'd be a blue out the back
And we'd all rush from the bar to take a look
Drover Pat and Billy Rnold had been drinking
In the heat all afternoon
They were rolling in the dirt
Fists were flying and things were getting rough
But when Billy started bleeding
The publican said fellas break it up
CHORUS
Shake on it, just put it there
That's the way it's always been 'round here
You could trust a man when he held out his hand
and said 'Let's shake on it
They were battered and bruised
When Pat and Billy picked themselfes up
They looked each other over
And two grins appeared from beneath the sweat and dust
Billy picked up his hat
And clipped his old mate on the ear
And said we'll call it a draw Pat
But I reckon you owe me a beer
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Now the years have rolled by
And they still disagree
But that old handshake's as firm
as it used to be
Johnno drives a cruiser, Stretch is in his ute
Kenny's old torana is hangin' for a hoot
From Tennant Creek to Longreach
It's not a real exclisive club
Just find a quiet little turnoff
And fang it through the scrub
CHORUS
Scrubbashin' in a cloud of dust
Foots flat to the floor
I'm flat strap out the back
Kickin' up the dirt track
That's what we come here for
Buckin' like a stump jump plough
Well I found myself a paddock
And it might be a sin
But I was carving dirt with circle work
When the cops came to haul me in
Well he took the keys of the old HT
And said I'm sorry son
But it's time you learnt your lesson
Let me show you how it's done
CHORUS
BRIDGE
You've got to keep that motor humming
You've got to keep it running hot
You've got to show 'em what you're made of
You've got to give it all you've got
“SCARS”
Written by Lee Kernaghan,
Lawrie Minson & Matt Scullion
I’VE GOT A SOUVENIR ON MY LEG
THE TIME I STACKED MY BIKE
A PIECE OF HISTORY ON MY LIP
THE DAY I LEARNED HOW TO FIGHT
I WOULDN’T LISTEN
I HAD TO LEARN
YOU PLAY WITH FIRE
YOU’RE GONNA GET BURNED
SCARS, TALKIN’ ‘BOUT STORIES
SOME ARE LIKE MEDALS, WE WEAR WITH GLORY
SCARS, FADING WITH TIME
YOU’VE GOT YOURS AND I’VE GOT MINE
TOO MUCH THROTTLE AND SOME GRAVEL EDGES
ALL I SAW WAS DUST
AND MY WHOLE LIFE FLASHING BEFORE ME
I CAN STILL FEEL THEM STITCHING ME UP
Pre Ch.
Chorus.
THEN THERE’S ONE THAT WON’T HEAL
SHE CUT ME REAL, DEEP
Chorus
Well they say a part of Rachel died
The day her true love took his life
She stayed on at the old homestead
And sleeps alone in a cold, cold bed
She doesn't need no-one
She drives into town in her old tray back
Down thirty miles of dusty track
And still she wears thatmold black veil
Lips so red and skin so pale
I wonder if she knows
CHORUS
Rachel, I can't stop loving you
Tell me is there nothin' I can do
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
On the empty pillow there on Rachel's bed
In her silent eyes I search for a sign
That maybe she'll she the love in mine
When she goes by my head goes spinnin'
I wanna call her name but my nerves not willin'
I wonder if it shows
CHORUS
Well they say a part of Rachel died
The day her true love took his life
She stayed on at the old homestead
And sleeps alone in that cold, cold bed
But I wonder if she knows
Rachel, I can't stop loving you
Tell me is there nothin' I can do
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
On the empty pillow there on Rachel's bed
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
Some folks say my old mate is gonna come to no good.
Well he’s a bit of a roughie,
And he doesn’t always act like he should.
When there’s trouble brewing, he won’t hesitate,
No doubt about it, he’s a bloody good mate.
Mate, we’ve been through thick and thin,
The times you’ve saved my skin,
When I needed a friend,
Whoa,
You’ve jumped right in.
Now, he brings home all kinds of dead things,
He likes to show everyone.
And he gets a bit on the nose sometimes,
And he’s proud of what he’s done.
Down by the chook house,
A King Brown was waiting to strike,
Well mate you rushed in and you probably saved my life.
Mate, we’ve been through thick and thin,
The times you’ve saved my skin,
When I needed a friend,
Whoa,
You’ve jumped right in.
Now he’s seen better days and he just hangs about,
He’s lost a few teeth now,
And his coats falling out,
It’ll break my heart; after all we’ve done,
When I call his name,
And he don’t come.
Mate, we’ve been through thick and thin,
The times you’ve saved my skin,
When I needed a friend,
Whoa…
Whoa, mate.
How the years roll by,
You’re always at my side,
When I needed a friend,
Whoa,
You’ve jumped right in.
Whoa, mate.
Oh you've done me wrong but it wont be long
Till my blues are out of sight
For that big green engine's ready to go
Rollin' out of town tonight
See the steam and hear the whistle scream
And we;re off on the northern line
Flyin' thrity-eight, never known to be late
Rock and roll along on time
Oh! Sling that coal and hear that engine roll
Keep the signals clear tonight
Women, wine and song I've had you too long
Gonna loose my blues tonight
I've been out of town and I've been foolin' around
And spent some time in jail
Gonna start again, don't know where or when
But tonight I'm changing my trail
It's good to see the bushland free
'Neath the moon and stars so bright
And this old green rattler seems to know
I'm losin' my blues tonight
Gonna loose my blues tonight
There's a strong wind blowing off the mountain
It's not a welcome sight
From a cigarette swag on a two dog night
Im so tired of this droving
The dirt, the durt and heat
I'm weary to my bones but I can't sleep
CHORUS1
It's a long night staring at the fire light
It's a long night missin' you
It's a long night and the wind begins to bite
It's a lonely night missing you
Andy drives a road train, He's been away a while
But to make ends meet, he's gotta make a mile
By morning if he drives all night, he just might make it home
He calls Mary on his satellite telephone
And he says
CHORUS2
It's a long night staring at the dash board light
It's a long night missin' you
It's a long night and the wind begins to bite
It's a lonely night missing you
Maggie's beau shoots roos for a living while she waits at home
And there's a Quantas piliot flying out to Rome
Nurses are doing nightshift while a copper walks the beat
And I'm still crowding the fire trying to make some heat
From dusk 'til dawn she's high in the saddle
Out back stock camp cutting out cattle
Crack of the stock whip her hats down low
Gives 'em a run for their money at the rodeo
CHORUS
Janine, baby where've you been
Janine, your every cowhands dream
Hotter than a bushfire
Cooler than a mountain stream
Well Davey got drunk and he put it on her
She socked him in the kisser and Davey was a goner
The boys all cheered when she laid him out flat
Now whatcha gonna do wiht a girl like that
CHORUS
Now some might say that Janine ain't so pretty
A little too tough and a little too gritty
But she holds her own let's amke one thing clear
That's the kind of woman that we love round here
Janine, baby where've you been
Janine, your every cowhands dream
Hotter than a bushfire cooler than a mountain stream
My mate said don't get on that horse
He's made a fool of better men than you
But I was young and foolish
Not to mention being stubborn like a mule
One second I was in the air
Next I was feet up kissing dirt
Through the haze I heard a voice say
'Bring the doctor I think the boy is hurt'
CHORUS
Doctor, the light is growing dim
And I've heard a calling from the other side
Doctor there's so much I haven't done
Is that sparkle that I've seen Becky's eyes
Oh doctor I'm too young to die
They took me to a shady spot
And the doctor took one look and softly spoke
'There's really nothing I can do
Bring his mther I think his back is broke'
it was then I heard a voice say
Something bout a good for nothing son
Why'd you go and do a thing like that
Bring the preacher I think his time has come
CHORUS
The darkness fell around me
And up ahead the paerly gates came into view
Saint Peter said 'Hey cowboy c'mon in,
We've been expecting you'
But I said doctor, the light is growing dim
and I've heard a calling from the other side
Doctor there's so much I haven't done
Is that sparkle that I've seen Becky's eyes
But Isaid Doctor the light is growing dim
Doctor there's so much I haven't done
Im from the country Lee Kernaghan
Way back up in the country
Back in the hills
And Out on the flats where the folks are real
Living with the crazies down an old dirt track
With Four wheel drives and battered old hats
That's where Im from and Im proud to say
Were from the Country and we like it that way
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls you mate
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your boots and come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
Were from the Country and we like it that way
All day long we work in the heat
Bring it on home to a home cooked meal
We love ya like Sunday, treat ya like Saturday night
That's right
When the beds get sold we can roll in the hay
Were from the Country and we like it that way
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls ya mate
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your boots and come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
Were from the Country and we like it that way
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls you mate
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your boots and come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
Were from the Country ho
Were from the Country hey
These hands can turn timber into good stockyard rails
This back knows the burden of toil
Between fixing up fences and falling behind
Well I reckon I've been through it all.
Never knew I had feelings like this
And so much could change with a kiss.
And it's just me and you
And the Goondiwindi moon
All at once the world is standing still.
With the moonlight in your hair
And the softness of your skin
Taking me somewhere I've never been
Goondiwindi moon.
I've spent all of my life out on these black flood plains
I've wandered these paddocks alone
With the moon on my shoulder, a silent old friend
I lived in a world of my own
But there's a new light in my life
And I can't help this feeling inside
And it's just me and you
And the Goondiwindi moon
All at once the world is standing still.
With the moonlight in your hair
And the softness of your skin
Taking me somewhere I've never been
Goondiwindi moon.
Never knew I had feelings like this
And so much could change with a kiss
And it's just me and you
And the Goondiwindi moon (Goondiwindi moon)
All at once the world is standing still,
With the moonlight in your hair (your hair)
And the softness of your skin (softness of your skin)
Taking me somewhere I've never been
Truck stop on the edge of the highway
Two pumps and a golden fleece
Well i'mout here wipin' bugs of the windscreen
Dirtand diesel and elbow grease
Out here on this dot on the roadmap
Just a blink and you've passed on
Spare a thought for the boy by the bowser
Livin' in the lignum, dreamin' 'bout gettin' gone
Well i've heard about the girls on the beaches
And some day i'm gonna get me one (but wait a minute)
The bell rings and i'm back in the real world
Check the oil and fill 'er up son
Out here on this dot on the roadmap
Just a blink and you've passed on
Spare a thought for the boy by the bowser
Livin' in the lignum, dreamin' 'bout gettin' gone
I've got a three-fifty-one ticket to freedom
With a crackedhead out the back on blocks
And just as soon as i knock it together
I'll be gone in a cloud of dust
Out here on this dot on the roadmap
Just a blink and you've passed on
Spare a thought for the boy by the bowser
I guess everybody knew the way the sergeant knocked her 'round
But he laid down the law in that dusty cattle town
The front bar just fell silent when she begged him please no more
But no-one interfered when he slapped her to the ground
But a young man watched the sergeant leave and knelt down by her side
And a lost love was re-kindled when she held him in her eyes
And in that unexpected moment two hearts were takin' flight
As down that moonlit highway they spend into the night
CHORUS
Freedom road they're leaving this towen behind
Freedom road there's no turning round this time
There's no way back when two worlds explode
There're somewhere out there on that freedom road
They reached the three ways roadhouse took the Barkley to the east
They'd head across to Queensland get a job out on the reef
Then in the rear view mirror they saw the sergeant close in behind
Their hearts were puonding harder as they neared the border line
CHORUS
For the first time in her life there was a freedom in the wind
So when they saw the roadblock don't slow down she begged him
They rolled and then burst into flames they didnt stand a chance
In the stillness of that ghostly dawn they reached their promise land
I'm Driving in my car, I turn on the radio.
I'm pullin' you close, You just say no.
You say you don't like it, but I know you're a liar.
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.
Late at night, you're taking me home.
You say you wanna stay, I say I wanna be alone.
You say you don't love me, but I know you're a liar.
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.
Fire
You had a hold on me right from the start,
a grip so tight I couldn't tear it apart.
My nerves all jumpin', actin' like a fool.
Your kisses they burn, but your heart stays cool.
Romeo and Juliet, Samson and Delilah.
Baby, you can bet, their love they couldn't deny.
your words say split, but I know you're a liar.
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.
I say I don't love you, but you know I'm a liar.
'Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.
mmm kisses like, fire.
Burn me up with, fire.
Like what you do to me, fire.
burning me, burning me, fire
Like what you do to me, fire
Life is like a rodeo
That ride can throw you around
It can take you to the heavens
Or send you crashing to the ground
And it's not a dress rehearsal
It's learning as you go
And I'm just another rider
In this electric rodeo
Put on your boots and saddle
Ride that mustang out the chute
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
But you gotta take your chances
And give that dice a throw
When you ride the electric rodeo
I can't promise there'll be no hurting
I only wish I could
There'll be times I let you down
Be someone less than I should
But girl this life I give you
Is the only life I know
I want to ride with you forever
In this electric rodeo
Put on your boots and saddle
Ride that mustang out the chute
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
But you gotta take your chances
And give that dice a throw
When you ride the electric rodeo
When you ride the electric rodeo
Life is like a rodeo
Dreams are won and lost
It's the way it's always been
Oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco
The scent of the old sour tea
All around joy and laughter
Bringing me more misery
I hear old Slim twanging on the jukebox
Singing of a life's that's free
I see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
Drinkin' with a fool like me
Yesterday it was a big prospector
Last week it was me
Today I see you got yourself a buffalo man
Who will the next fool be?
I wonder will be smile when you've got all his money
Will he finish up where I am?
I see you in the bar from the jail house window
Drinkin' with another man
Corner of the bar sits the newspaper editor
Guess he's got his paper to bed
Pretty soon now they can read all about it
Read all the things you've said
See him frown as he reads the first copy
Scans it line by line
I guess it's gotta be around 3.30
Cause old Jimmy's always on time
Oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco
The scent of the old sour tea
All around joy and laughter
Bringing me more misery
I hear old Slim twanging on the jukebox
Singing of a life's that's free
I see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
Drinkin' with a fool like me
See the black eye on the tall young stranger
Oh no he's no friend of mine
How was I to know that he's a policeman
None of you told me in time
See Bob Tudawli and the great white hunter
And old run jungle Jack
Laughin and drinkin' none of ya thinkin'
Of the thirsy prisioner out the back
Every moment is an hour of torture
How the long hours pass
Tasting in my imagnination every frosted glass
When I'm free im gonna seek and find him
Find that fiend of hell
The man who built the window of the lockup facing
The garden of the Vic Hotel
Oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco
The scent of the old sour tea
All around joy and laughter
Bringing me more misery
I hear old Slim twanging on the jukebox
Singing of a life's that's free
I see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
Drinkin' with a fool like me
I see you in the bar from the lockup window
Drinkin' with a fool like me
With another fool like me
I'm barred from the bar by the bars on my window
They're coming down from the hills and from out of the back blocks
There's a whole lot of ead lights weaving their way down the track
Heading to the showgrounds cranking it up for the big one
Well you haven't seen a party 'till you seen 'em party way out back
CHORUS
There ain't nothin' like a country crowd
A little bit crazy and a little bit loud
We've got our own way of turnign things upside down
I get together wiht these friends of mine
Who are not afraid to step across that line
There're that hrad livin' hell raisin' bonafide country crowd
Those boys from Tara are cuttin' loose with the ladies
And ol' stormin' Norman's having trouble holding up the bar
And those Gatton girls are getting up on the tables
Well I wouldn't be suprised if they took the whole thing too far
Boys from the bush
Been shearing sheep, we been mustering stock
We been culling out roos, we been spraying the crops
Weve been droving cattle up an old stock route
Now it's Saturday night, we pile in the ute
Were the boys from the bush and were back in town
Well the dogs in the back and the foot goes down
Were life members of the outback club
Were the boys from the bush come in from the scrub
Been out in the heat, we been loading the trucks
Been fixing fences, we been choking on dust
We curse the raaaaaaain we curse the drought
Now it's Saturday night and were all in the shout
CHORUS
2nd line : We get high when the sun goes down
SOLO
We work the laaaaannnd through fire and flood
Its in our hearts, it runs in the blood
KEY CHANGE
CHORUS
2nd line : well we raise hell when the sun goes down
CHORUS
We been running strong
From the east to the west
We been banging fenders
To give you all the best
We been setting records in every state
Well their aint no car
Like a big V8
To the boys from the bush
Were back in town
Well the cars in the back and the shutters down
Were all heading for the Bathurst field
To see Brokky and the boys serving up a thrill
Weve been feeling the heat
You can hear it cuss
Weve been kissing the fences
Been choking on dust
We curse the rain
We curse the sand
Were running hot
Turn it on for the fans
To the boys from the bush
Were back in town
When the green flag drops
My foot goes down
Were all members of the horsepower sect
And the king of the mountain is the guy youve got to get
We work our cars
From go to whoa
Its the greatest race
Its the ultimate show
To the boys from the bush
Were back in town
Well the cars in the back and the shutters down
Were all hear were the Bathurst Boys
And you can't hear that show against the noise
To the boys from the bush
Were back in town
When the big guns roar
Its shaking the ground
Steering straight and stay off the wall
You get the checked flag and your walking tall
I saw the ute
I heard the voice
I knew i had to make her mine
Shiny and red, on the show room floor
I scratched my name on the dotted line
I'm on a mission, the Grand Tradition
There's only one thing left to do
There's a clay pan, there's a big old mud hole
Gunna take my brand new baby right on through
Chorus
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satisfied until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Take it to the edge and back again
When she's in my rig
She feels the rumble
She loves to ride in my machine
She runs her fingers, along the console
She sez there's no where else she'd rather be
But im on a mission, Grand Tradition
And if i play my cards just right
The motors runnin
And things are hummin,
I reckon this could be my lucky night
Chorus
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satified until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
We'll take it to the edge and back again
Bridge
Bugs on the bullbar
Fur on the side rails
Mud on the windscreen
Cause we'll baptise the ute
Well im on a mission, we have ignition
We gotta do what must be done
When the ceremony has been completed
We'll start her up and do it all again
Chorus
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satisfied until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Take it to the edge and back again
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
Got to take her out and see what she can do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Got to take it to the edge and back again
There'd be a blue out the back
And we'd all rush from the bar to take a look
Drover Pat and Billy argued
Been drinkin in the heat all afternoon
They were rollin in the dirt, fists were flyin,
Things were gettin rough,
When billy stated bleedin,
the publican said fellas break it up
chorus
shake on it,
just put it there
thats the way its always been round here
you cantrust a man
when he held out is hand
and said lets shake on it
they were battered and briused
when pat and billy picked themselves up
they looked each other over
two friends appeared from behind the sweat and dust
billy picked up his hat and clipped his old man on the ear
and said we'll call it a draw pat,
but i reckon you owe me a beer
chorus
now the years have rolled by
and they still disagree
but that old handshakes as firm
as it used to be
Jack can you tell me, I don't understand
Why you're breaking your back out on this wretched land
Why do you do it so though with so little to show
He shrugged his shoulders and said, it's just what i know
And out in the scrub, he's sinking a bore
He's coverd in grease and his knuckles are raw
But he wont pack it in 'til hte brown water flows
Ask him why and he'll tell you, it's just what he knows
CHORUS
He's just an ordinary bloke, and he's doing us proud
What he's putting in keeps the wheels going round
Every day he'll be out there, battling or broke
But he shoulders the country, this ordinary bloke
A neghbour calls up, says he'll need every man
There's a scrub fire burning and it's got out of hand
He'll help out his mate, it's just how it goes
And he won't count the cost, it's just what he knows
REPEAT CHORUS
When war broke out in Europe came the call to enlist
And that brave Aussie boy with that big heart of his
Had something called honor etched in his bones
And he laid down his life, doing just what he knows
The black soil plains
The line scorched and grey
The stock is lean and rough
it's another long and breathless day
And the rain wont come
And you just keep
Holding on to hope
Your spirits bent and broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Wholl give it one more try
Backing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust
A drum beats slow and eerie cross the plain
The heat haze dancing in the sun
When giving in goes against the grain
So you don't give in
And you just keep
Holding on to hope
Your spirits bent and broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Wholl give it one more try
Backing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust
Youve done all you can do
So howll you see it through
you're holding on to hope
And your spirits broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Wholl give it one more try
you're holding on to hope
Your spirits bent and broke
And all that's left is pride
To work this restless land
Takes the kind of man
Wholl give it one more try
you're packing your faith and trust
In a handful of dust
Just a handful of dust
Just a handful of dust
Handful of dust
He'd Brycreamed his hair and straightened his tie
When he walked out the dorr he'd kiss his mother goodbye
He's got the keys to his father's FJ
He's taking out Jenny it's their first date
He knocks on her door and he can hear his heart pound
Her father appears and looks him up and down
He said 'Jen won't be long so you'd better come in'
And he waits on the couch, flowers in his hand
CHORUS
There's been so many changes down through the years
There's been so many good things left behind
You can call me sentimental but I really wouldn't mind
If you wrap me up and send me back to 1959
They'd go to a dance JOK would be there
And she'd look so pretty ponytail in her hair
He plucked up the courage to take her hand in his
And there on her doorstep they stole their first kiss
CHORUS
They fell in love and they remember the night
When he nervously asked her would you be my bride
When they made thta promise 'till death do us parth
You know that they meant it straight from the heart
There's been so many changes down through the years
There's been so many good things left behind
You can call me sentimental but I really wouldn't mind
If you wrap me up and send me back to 1959
(Oh...)
It always feels like I'm in love to me
In the beginning
My mind is just a mirror
Of the way my heart wants it to be
I hope to see everything in his eyes
Because that's where it starts with the truth and the lies
And I can not hide my emotions
You can not hide your intentions from me
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
The way it is
And everything you do to me I put onto you
And everything I put you through and I'll go through
But I'm willing to take that chance
But this type of romance
Is special baby
I always look for love to be
So exciting
But you can't force it
I'm gonna find it
In reality chemistry is everything
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
The way it is
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
The way it is
Yeah, yeah
What your perception is
Of our connection is
Simply reflectioning is the same thing
If you're accepting it
Then I'm accepting it
So quit perfectioning
It's just the same thing
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
The way it is
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
The way it is
Don't you think
What I'm saying is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
Not everything
Is what you say it is
That's just the way it is
The way it is
We been running strong
From the east to the west
We been banging fenders
To give you all the best
We been setting records in every state
Well their aint no car
Like a big V8
To the boys from the bush
were back in town
Well the cars in the back and the shutters down
Were all heading for the Bathurst field
To see Brokky and the boys serving up a thrill
Weve been feeling the heat
You can hear it cuss
Weve been kissing the fences
Been choking on dust
We curse the rain
We curse the sand
Were running hot
Turn it on for the fans
To the boys from the bush
Were back in town
When the green flag drops
My foot goes down
Were all members of the horsepower sect
And the king of the mountain is the guy youve got to get
We work our cars
From go to whoa
Its the greatest race
Its the ultimate show
To the boys from the bush
were back in town
Well the cars in the back and the shutters down
Were all hear were the Bathurst Boys
And you cant hear that show against the noise
To the boys from the bush
were back in town
When the big guns roar
Its shaking the ground
Steering straight and stay off the wall
You get the checked flag and your walking tall
Out in the back block, deep in the scrub,
Way off the highways is a place that we love,
Dirt!
Cause every weekend, itÂ's what we wait here for,
Dust, rocks, Â...
Slam your foot to the floor!
Chorus:
Dirt! IÂ've got it all over me,
IÂ'm covered in a good time,
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels
When we do it in the dirt!
The secret spark, nobody knows,
WeÂ'll make a cap out of brigalow.
Dirt!
Roll out the swag, on the sand,
WeÂ're getting down and dirty,
All the dirty we get!
Chorus:
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels
When we do it in the dirt!
We get that minute, every chance we get,
ItÂ's not too much, that we havenÂ't done yet!
Chorus:
Dirt! IÂ've got it all over me,
IÂ'm coming in a good time,
If you know what I mean!
Dirt! I dig it, I dig it,
Can help to love the way it feels
Out here on the red dirt plane
You reach the end of the table drains
It's Planet Country
The shearing sheds and bending backs
Australian dreams under battered hats
It's Planet Country
A beat up truck, A tin roof shack
A lovin girl and these two hands
Livin, Breathin, workin this hollowed ground
On a spinnin patch of rockin dirt
Centre of my universe
Ohh Ohhh Ohh Oh
Planet Country
County girl in a flat bed truck
Harvesters wippin up a cloud of dust
It's Planet Country
It's 303's and 4x4's
Their all hard wired country boys
It's Planet Country
A beat up truck, A tin roof shack
A lovin girl and these two hands
Livin, Breathin, workin this hollowed ground
On a spinnin patch of rockin dirt
Centre of my universe
Ohh Ohhh Ohh Oh
Planet Country
Hey, It's kickin it up and Crankin it out
Come fire or flood or drought
With my lovin girl, a tin roof shack,
A beat up truck and these two hands
Im livin, breathin, workin this hollowed ground
On a spinnin patch of rockin dirt
Centre of my universe
Ohh ohhh ohh oh
Keep singing it
Ohh ohhh ohh oh
Planet Country
Planet Country
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaa Na
Na Na Na Na Naaa
Keep Singing It
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaa Na
Na Na Na Na Naaa
Keep Singing It
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaa Na
Na Na Na Na Naaa
Billy was a drover
He lived out on the three chain road
Fell in love with Mary and they married
She made his shack a home
He drove them off to Queensland
And it hurt to have to leave her on her own
But she promised she'd be waiting
When he brought the cattle home
There's a lonesome wind blowing down
The three chain road tonight
It's sending out a warning as she blows
Billy don't go riding down
The three chain road tonight
The wind is crying Billy please don't go
Billy came home early
He wasn't due for many days
Walked into the cabin and found his Mary
In a strangers arms she lay
In the blindness of his anger
The fatal shots rang out from Billy's gun
In that smoky silence he knew
And he wept for what he'd done
There's a lonesome wind blowing down
The three chain road tonight
It's sending out a warning as she blows
Billy don't go riding down
The three chain road tonight
The wind is crying Billy please don't go
Billy walked out slowly
He knew what must be done
Somewhere in the darkness a shot rang out
Billy's time had come
They say his spirit's out there
You can feel it every time the cold wind blows
It's warding off the strangers
Who come by the three chain road
There's a lonesome wind blowing down
The three chain road tonight
It's sending out a warning as she blows
Billy don't go riding down
The three chain road tonight
There's a lonesome wind blowing down
The three chain road tonight
It's sending out a warning as she blows
Billy don't go riding down
The three chain road tonight
Well the old man died in the summer when the grass was dry and brown,
The long hard road he'd travelled had finally reached the end,
He was out on the veranda writing letters to his daughters,
When he heard the curlew calling and he just put down his pen.
Well he did two years in Changi in the big Pacific War,
He'd been to hell and back again somehow came though it all,
His most prized possession was the banjo that he made,
As he built it all around him he watched his comrades fall.
He'd play the Changi bango made of tin,
The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim,
Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings,
To the memory of is fallen mates, the Changi banjo rings.
When he came ashore in Sydney like a ghost of skin and bones,
No-one recognised the man behind the haunted face,
No-one knows the sorrows, only he could tell
Of how he's taking one last journey to rest with his old mates.
He'll play his Changi banjo made of tin,
The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim,
Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings,
To the memory of is fallen mates, the Changi banjo rings.
He'll play his Changi banjo made of tin,
The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim,
Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings,
To the memory of is fallen mates, the Changi banjo rings.
Lyndal is a waitress and she looks a little like Faith Hill
Turning heads down at the roadhouse working the grill
you'd expect she'd be the only one
but theres plenty more like her out here where she comes from
theres got to be something in the water
got to be something in the atmosphere
out here every good looking daughter
would make you swear theres something in the water
Lyndals got some cousins out on the five mile plain
they've got the family likeness they realy drive the boys insane
you should watch them rope see them ride
when they turn the mob watch the red dust fly
theres got to be something in the water
got to be something in the atmosphere
out here every good looking daughter
would make you swear theres something in the water
see those girls walking down the street
or at the swimming hole
boys from out of town who stop this way
they shake their heads and you can hear them say
theres got to be something in the water
got to be something in the atmosphere
out here every good looking daughter
Life is like a rodeo
That ride can throw you around
It can take you to the heavens
Or send you crashing to the ground
And it's not a dress rehearsal
It's learning as you go
And I'm just another rider
In this electric rodeo
Put on your boots and saddle
Ride that mustang out the chute
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
But you gotta take your chances
And give that dice a throw
When you ride the electric rodeo
I can't promise there'll be no hurting
I only wish I could
There'll be times I let you down
Be someone less than I should
But girl this life I give you
Is the only life I know
I want to ride with you forever
In this electric rodeo
Put on your boots and saddle
Ride that mustang out the chute
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
But you gotta take your chances
And give that dice a throw
When you ride the electric rodeo
When you ride the electric rodeo
Life is like a rodeo
Dreams are won and lost
It's the way it's always been
I got roots where the saltbush grow
I´m an Australian Boy
In the land of boredom and brigalow
I´m an Australian Boy
I´m workin´ a rig for BHP
I´m an Australian Boy
I´ve got a girl back in Emerald, waitin´ for me
I´m an Australian Boy
Stuck out here at the end of the line
I got a few mates and I´m doin´ alright
I hit the weekend like a 303
I´m an Australian Boy
Kickin´ up a dust storm, blowin´ off steam
I´m an Australian Boy
I´m stuck in traffic on Flinders Street
It´s the Blues and the Bombers at the MCG
It´s layin´ rubber on the road
Turnin´ up the heat
Havin´ big times, hittin´ red lines
Takin´ knocks and getting´ back on your feet
I´m a Townsville digger in Afghanistan
I´m an Australian Boy
Tell the kids that I´ll be home soon
I´m an Australian Boy
I´ll stand by my mates, I stand by the flag
I´m an Australian Boy
I believe in the green and gold
~Lee Kernaghan and Colin Buchanan~
Davey has a photo
From the day they met Slim Dusty
It hangs beneath the longhorns in a simple timber frame
And i dont know who is prouder
Davey or his old man
But you can see in in their faces and the way they said his name
They're missin' Slim
Missin' Slim
The bush has lost a hero and we all remember him
He was our mate
he was the king
We're missing slim
Missin' Slim
Scotty is a mountain man
Hard as stoney granite
But when "Pub" came on the radio
I swear I saw a tear
If his life was a movie
Slim Dusty was the soundtrack
But he never thought the end
was ever quite so near
They're missin' Slim
Missin' Slim
The bush has lost a hero and we all remember him
He was our mate
he was the king
We're missing slim
Missin' Slim
From the
To the end of the Canning Stockroot
Three rivers and that covaham
and out to Camowheal
Bullie Bullie Station
Charleville and Isa
Where the rain still tumbles down that way
In Nulla Nulla creek
They're missin' Slim
Missin' Slim
The bush has lost a hero and we all remember him
He was our mate
he was the king
We're missing slim
Missin' Slim
Missin' Slim
We're all missin' Slim
Yes he's lookin' kind of jaded
And his sight is not the best
And the hair around his muzzle's turnin' grey
He has seen a hundred musters
And I think it's only fair
We leave him in the longyard here today
He was broken in the sixties
Maybe sixty three or four
Never faltered always seemed to be on hand
Never have I seen him beaten
By a bullock in the bush
And at a night watch he was pick of all the land.
So leave him out there in the longyard
Do not rush him
Leave him out there with his mate the baldy bay
Leave him there till after smoko
And we'll catch him
We'll pull his tail and turn him out today
Yes he's lookin' kind of jaded
And his sight is not the best
And the hair around his muzzle's turnin' grey
He has seen a hundred musters
And I think it's only fair
We leave him in the longyard here today
He's entitled to some kindness
In return for all he's been
Now he's failin' and his step is gettin' slow
Let him squander his last summer
By the river with his mates
In the paddock where the sweetest grasses grow
So leave him out there in the longyard
Do not rush him
Leave him out there with his mate the baldy bay
With his mates that he can graze
And he can laze with
Leave him there and we will turn him out today
So leave him out there in the longyard
Do not rush him
Leave him out there with his mate the baldy bay
With his mates that he can graze
And he can laze with
Leave him there and we will turn him out today
Verse one:
In the school yard I remember,
at seven years of age,
you walked right up and kissed
my cheek and laughed and ran away.
I blushed and got embarrassed,
and teased by all my friends,
and I promised you I never would forget.
At 17 we stole a kiss,
down by the river bend,
and we were high school sweethearts
when school came to an end.
But you said you had to travel on,
that Id find someone new,
and as we said goodbye I swore to you
Chorus:
Ill remember, how you
stole my heart away,
for every moment, of every passing day
And ill promise u forever
if its all I ever do.
Ill remember, Ill remember you.
Verse Two:
Now growing old together,
just gets better everyday,
40 years have come and gone,
time just slips away,
so if I should leave before you,
and the angels let me through,
you'll find me waiting there for you.
Chorus
Your world is open plains, and the sounds of horses'
hooves, its campfires through
and embers and raining on tin roofs.
Your world is sealed with moon beams, beneath the
starry sky, and all I wanna do is
be with you tonight.
Chorus:
I wanna feel your world around me, and breathe in every
sight, and ride with you
beneath the summer sky, I wanna feel your world
surround me if it's the only thing I
I wanna break into your western world.
Verse 2:
Your world is distant thunder, and wildflowers after
rain, it's desolate and beautiful, its laughter and its
pain.
But your world is keep your distance, should someone
break your heart,
and all I wanna do, is take you in my arms.
Chorus
I wanna feel you around me, and breathe in your sight,
and lie with you, beneath the summer sky,
as long as these plains go on forever ill be loving you
I wanna break into, your western world.
Wanna break into you world, and be with you tonight, I
wanna take you in my arms, beneath the summer sky.
Well I travelled halfway round the world to Nashville
Tennessee
To hear the son of Luke the Drifter pick and sing for
I'd waited half my life to hear Hank Jr's country show
But I didn't count on meeting you in the 42nd row
CHORUS 1
Honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
I asked could I buy you a drink and we went out by the
stage
Well you came from Alabama and you talked that Southern
And honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
He was singing Hey Good Lookin' and the crowd were
going wild
But all I saw were blue eyes when you looked at me and
smiled
Now I still love Bocepheous I'm a big fan through and
through
But we left Hank and the Bama band, and I went on home
with you
CHORUS 1
Honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
I asked could I buy you a drink and we went out by the
stage
Well you came from Alabama and you talked that Southern
And honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
CHORUS 2
Honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
Somehow we got tangled up out behind the stage
Well you came from Alabama and you talked that Southern
Honey you're the reason I never saw Hank Jr play
I'm so glad we got together
From Townsville to Greenvale we're building a line
Through the ranges and gorges to the great nickel mine
The long days are dusty and hotter than hell
And that's why we all worship Three Rivers Hotel
It's Thiess Brothers camp on the banks of the Star
Where men from all nations and walks of life are
And it's funny to listen to the stories they tell
Every night 'round the bar in Three Rivers Hotel
We curse at the things that go wrong through the day
And vow that we'll snatch it, go far away
But when day is done and we're soon feeling well
And laughter rings out from Three Rivers Hotel
There's Wesley the barman and young Irish Joe
Serving the booze and collecting the dough
What a stir they would cause if they ever should tell
All the secrets they've learned in Three Rivers Hotel
On the night after payday there's fun and romance
It's a night for the fam'lies to sing and to dance
You can let down your hair and come out of your shell
And do your own thing in Three Rivers Hotel
And if you listen to the bosses when the night's
gettin' late
On the progress they're makin' the best in the state
They'd be finished this line and this maint'nance as
well
If they worked like they bragged in Three Rivers Hotel
And if you think you can drink we've got money to back
On stayers like Cass and old grader Jack
And they tell me old Custer gives everyone hell
When he gets on the booze in three Rivers Hotel
Yeah, he's a whopper
When this job is finished we'll pack up and go
To another construction still chasing big dough
But wherever I wander my memory will dwell
On those happy days in Three Rivers Hotel
From Townsville to Greenvale we're building a line
Through the ranges and gorges to the great nickel mine
The long days are dusty and hotter than hell
And that's why we all worship Three Rivers Hotel
The long days are dusty and hotter than hell
beautiful noise. lee kernaghan.
got a red dirt train out in the sticks, a shed with a chevy in a million bits
its a big day, she's in the driveway
we got fuel in the tank, hand on the wheel
i can see ur reflection in the chromiun steel
slip the key in, i got ignition.
CHORUS
Its a beautiful noise, its the rush of the wind
Its the beat of the heart, the jump of a spark
Its the love that were in
Its the song of the road, It's the promise it brings
the sound of chaseing a dream, Its a beautiful noise.
The grease in my oil drums fall behind.
Its a big horizon on a broken white line,
round sunset, were not done yet.
Girl we gonna find out what we got
just you and me out on the black top
wind in your hair, were gettin out of here
CHORUS
Its a beautiful noise, its the rush of the wind
Its the beat of the heart, the jump of a spark
Its the love that were in
Its the song of the road, It's the promise it brings
the sound of chaseing a dream, Its a beautiful noise.
The rhythym of the highway keeps rolling on
and your in my arms, and i can feel the pounding of ur heart
CHORUS
Its a beautiful noise, its the rush of the wind
Its the beat of the heart, the jump of a spark
Its the love that were in
Its the song of the road, It's the promise it brings
the sound of chaseing a dream, Its a beautiful noise.
its abeautiful noise
Two hundred years ago they came in ships
With words of loathin' hanging off their lips
Cast out from the country of their birth
Transported here to the end of the earth
Their natural lives
Here under southern skies
I'm a southern son
And I'm proud to be one
Workin' in the heat till the day is done
I was born to this land
And I'll make my stand
Its in my blood
Oh I'm a southern son
They pushed the rail across the great divide
And in this arid land they lived and died
The settlers followed to the great unknown
Their children called this southern land their home
Dreams were won and lost
Under the Southern Cross
I'm a southern son
And I'm proud to be one
Workin' in the heat till the day is done
I was born to this land
And I'll make my stand
Its in my blood
Oh I'm a southern son
From the golden beaches to the desert sand
We hold the future in our own hands
We'll right the wrongs in the land of the free
We'll be the masters of our destiny
Freedom for every man
Here in this southern land
I'm a southern son
And I'm proud to be one
Workin' in the heat till the day is done
I was born to this land
And I'll make my stand
Its in my blood
Verse 1:
Tell the boss we're shooting through, wont be back for a week or two,
blowing up dust on an old back road, we'll get away fast and come back slow,
drop the corn into the slot, common girl lets get lost.
Chorus:
Riding in my love shack, by my side, honeymoon suite in a 4WD.
High time, freedom bound, let your hair hang down,
Rocking up that bush track, n' out of reach, make the hills n take the beach.
Throw a mattress out the back, it's a love shack.
Verse 2:
It's got a bit of a knock when you hit the toe, there's no place this rig won't go,
we'll cut across the back country, in a wide, brown land, just you and me.
Just a rollin' along in my getaway truck, my girls getting all fizzed up.
Chorus
Panel Van, with the tail gate down, an old tray back, dirty and brown.
decked out convey, pleasure dome, rollin' along like a rollin' stone.
Verse 1:
The warmth from the sunset is fading from orange to blue,
This is the time to go down to the river with you,
The whispers of evening you'd lay with your head on my chest
The scent of your hair and the rise and the fall of your breath
Chorus
Promise me now you'll remember me just like this
The cool desert night and the stars as......
So when we're apart no matter how empty things seem
I'll be here by the river in your Diamantina dream.
Verse 2:
The call of the night owl, the chill of a steely dawn,
I reach for your hand as I wake on the sand all alone
The blaze of the morning id burning the darkness away
But I close my eyes and from heaven I hear you say
Chorus
There's dust on my boots and a four day growth on my chin
A sink full of dishes, looks like the rain's settin' in
These days spent in hiding, with rain coming down on my
roof
Well I'm going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots
Out here on the outskirts, this old caravan is my home
The tyres are flat, nowhere's a place that I'm going
I can't see the future, just visiting these memories of
Well I'm going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots
I woke up this morning, wearin' yesterdays blues
There's no getting over, what I'm going through
My friends try to tell me, I've gotta start living again
But I'm going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots
--- musical interlude ---
I woke up this morning, wearin' yesterdays blues
There's no getting over, what I'm going through
They all try to tell me, I've gotta start living again
I'm still going nowhere, just gathering dust on my boots
I tumbled into life, out on the western line
A simple gathering of melody and rhyme
Written down and tweeked a bit,
Ink pen on manuscript
Little town Little song
Lookin for somewhere to belong
Sat in a bureau drawer
Pulled out then performed
For a governor and mayor
A law clerk scratched me down
Next mornin we left town
And he was hummin as we rode
And I wondered where we'd go
On and on round and round
Far and wide am I bound
I'm a gift, I'm a drifter
Always wandering free
On and on like the wind
I am home, I am friend
And you'll always be as close
As a whisper to me
Some shearers headin south
Sang me to Jackie Hall
First time he ever shore a hundred in a day
I rode the silver rails
I crossed the mountain trails
They sing my story from the cape to Morton Bay
And send me on my way
On and on round and round
Far and wide am I bound
I'm a gift I'm a drifter
Always wandering free
On and on like the wind
I am home, I am friend
And you'll always be as close
As a whisper to me
As Private Monroe gentle sang
I floated over no mans land
I've seen the tears
Of countless lonely sons
I've crossed the raging seas
Wound up in symphonys
Was there in victories
Been sung on bended knees
I'm just the notes and verse
Nothing more and nothing less
You'll find me at the stock camp
As they're passin' out the rum
Out near where I'm from
On and on round and round
Far and wide am I bound
I'm a gift I'm a drifter
Always wandering free
On and on like the wind
I am home, I am friend
And you'll always be as close
As a whisper to me
On and on with this swag
And an old tucker bag
Singing who'll come a Waltz'n Matilda
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big black Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin' sound
Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead
Road
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you
know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
I'm sitting here with memories
Reading letters from old friends
Dreaming I am back with those pals of mine
In the good times once again
I see the mountain trail
We used to ride
The Murray river flowing
Where once stood the homestead of my youth
In the days of old Khancoban
Memories, sweet memories
Of the days when we were younger
We'd ride a hundred miles for a lady's smile
To a dance at Tumbarumba
I hear the haunting strains of
Hobble chains and bells on cattle roamin'
As down the Toolong track I ride
Going home to old Khancoban
Hoof beats echo down the range
From brumbies on the run
White faced cattle string along
through mist and morning sun
Where the Geehi river meets the Murray
With the song that never ends
Like the everlasting mateship there
In the handshake of a friend
Memories sweet memories
Of the songs we sang together
We were mustering then with the best of men
And shared their saddle leather
What a welcome sight
When we were riding back
To the homestead fire glowin'
Through the dark of the night
To see that guiding light
Of home in old Khancoban
Through the dark of the night
To see that guiding light
INTRO
Its boys in battered hats, takin' chances,
The dust cloud says the rodeo's in town.
You know I love the broncs, I love the bull ride,
E B E
But there's just one thing that turns my head around.
Well here she comes kickin' up dust,
An angel in the saddle, that's sweet enough
A B E
To make every wild eyed dream you've had come true.
She breaks my heart the way she rides,
Spurs me up down deep inside.
No-one does me quite like cowgirls
Do what they want to when it feels right,
In the middle of the day, in the dark of the night.
They fiddle with your feelings and they tie you up
tight,
A E A E G E
Saddle up, tighten up, giddy up, cowgirls do.
A B E
You can find them out behind the shutes and fences,
Strappin' chaps and tyin' numbers on.
Its a sight of unparalled dimension,
E B E
When she rides through the gate I'm good as gone.
Well here she comes kickin' up dust,
An angel in the saddle, that's sweet enough
A B E
To make every wild eyed dream you've had come true.
She breaks my heart the way she rides,
Spurs me up down deep inside.
No-one does me quite like cowgirls
Do what they want to when it feels right,
In the middle of the day, in the dark of the night.
They fiddle with your feelings and they tie you up
tight,
A E A E G E A
Saddle up, tighten up, giddy up, cowgirls do.
B E B E A E B E
INSTRUMENTAL
Well here she comes kickin' up dust,
An angel in the saddle, that's sweet enough
A B E
To make every wild eyed dream you've had come true.
She breaks my heart the way she rides,
Spurs me up down deep inside.
A B E
No-one does me quite like cowgirls do.
Well here she comes kickin' up dust,
An angel in the saddle, that's sweet enough
A B E
To make every wild eyed dream you've had come true.
A B E
She breaks my heart the way she rides,
A B E
No-one does me quite like cowgirls do.
A B E
I sit on these steps With my old Mandolin
And I lay my song
In the arms of the wind
And it drifts over the hills
And the valleys to find
A way to the heart
Of the true love of mine
CHORUS
And I'd sing you back home if I could
If these words had wings
Heaven knows that I would
I'd reach in my heart for an old melody
And I'd sing you back home to me
They say the chane of true love
Comes but once in a life time
And if thats is the truth
I guess I've had mine
As the silvery moon
Sails on through the clouds
The beams sadly fall
on this lonely old house
I'm counting the miles as they roll along
I'm scanning the dial for an old familiar song
to pass the time
Fueled up out of Narrabri
I'll survive the steps
Working through the night
I'm just head lights passing by
Listen to the radio
A melody we use to know
Remember how it was back then
Every word rang true
Till all the stars fell from the sky
I swore forever you and I
The song could take you back in time
I'd still be leaving you
With every mile the signal fades
I'd turn it up, so it want slip away
Like you and me
Semis on the interstates
Ruby tail lights pass and float away
Like a memory
Listen to the radio
A melody we use to know
Remember how it was back then
And every word rang true
Till all the stars fell from the sky
I swore forever you and I
The song could take you back in time
I'd still be leaving you
Yeah listen to the radio
If a song could take you back in time
I'd still be leaving you
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
appreciates a wine with him at night
she tries to find the sparkle she searches but its gone
with lots of love she hopes hell be alright
Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease he doesn't
feel at home he's hard to please
he gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
he needs to walk for hours through the trees
Chorus:
no a bushman cant survive on city lights opera, rock
and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow shimmers down
the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
He's working with his hands today on a building site
he can smell the cypress on the floor takes him to a
sandy ridge out amongst the pines
No shearing no ploughing anymore
His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep tired of
searching gardens for the sheep
his master doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood
His love for open spaces runs to deep
Chorus:
No a bushman cant survive on city lights opera, rock
and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow shimmers down
the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
He tries to please his woman the lady of his life he's
standing at a party with a plate
she finds him on the balcony staring at the moon An old
familiar face he can relate
Chorus:
No a bushman cant survive on city lights opera, rock
and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow shimmers down
the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
His moon shines on the silver Brigalow shimmers down
the inland river flow
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane
Small thing's so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rocking out with the band?
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at subsonic speeds
She's lump, she's lump
She's in my head
She's lump, she's lump, she's lump
She might be dead
Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Well little missy's one cool chick, street smart and city slick
works so hard to look just right, she turns some heads on friday night
Never would have crossed her mind that what she does for fun
ain't how it is, oh yeah She's an urban dweller, city bred, no fashion book she hasn't read,
but thats fine, well all right
But what's a country girl do for fun, when her
working day is done, well her fella is one lucky man
she'll find work for idle hands,
and turn him inside out before she's done
Now little Jo lives way out west
A tiny town called Bourke, she was raised on beef and beans
She's not affraid to work, now she's aware of that high class
livin that a young girls 'sposed to know, oh yeah
But she don't own one single suit, just faded jeans and cowboy boots
She's the, toast of the town hey little Jo
But what's a country girl do for fun, when her
working day is done, well her fella is one lucky man
she'll find work for idle hands,
and turn him inside out before she's done
Now little miss is in a bind, she's shaved off all her hair
tryin to stay one step ahead, now she can't go anywhere
Little Jo's been fencing in the sun all she's looking nice and brown, oh yeah
Now the day is done her minds at rest, she's gonna do what she loves best
Thats spend some loving time with her good man
Thats what a, country girl do for fun when her
working day is done, well her fella is one lucky man
she'll find work for idle hands,
and turn him inside out before she's done. oh yeah
But what's a country girl do for fun, when her
working day is done, well her fella is one lucky man
she'll find work for idle hands,
and turn him inside out before she's done
She'll turn him inside out before she's done
You can almost touch the ocean, shimmering in the distant
haze
As you stand there on that mountain on this loveliest day
of days
Around half the world you've drifted, left no wild oats
unsown
But now you view has shifted and you think you've just
come home
And you're drowning in the sunshine as it falls down from
the sky
And there's something stirring in your heart, bright
colours fill your eyes
As from here to the far horizon your beauty does unfold
And oh you look so lovely, dressed in green and gold
To the homeless and the hungry, may we always open doors
May the restless and the weary find safe harbour on our
shores
May she always be our dreamtime place, a spirit's glad
release
May she always be our shelter, may we always live in
peace
May she always be our shelter, may we always live in
Tania:
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
appreciates a wine with him at night
she tries to find the sparkle she searches but its gone
with lots of love she hopes hell be alright
Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease
he doesn't feel at home he's hard to please
he gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
he needs to walk for hours through the trees
Chorus:
no a bushman cant survive on city lights
opera, rock and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow
shimmers down the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
Lee:
He's working with his hands today
on a building site
he can smell the cypress on the floor
takes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pines
No shearing no ploughing anymore
His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep
tired of searching gardens for the sheep
his master doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood
His love for open spaces runs to deep
Chorus:
No a bushman cant survive on city lights
opera, rock and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow
shimmers down the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
Tania:
He tries to please his woman the lady of his life
he's standing at a party with a plate
she finds him on the balcony staring at the moon
An old familiar face he can relate
Chorus:
No a bushman cant survive on city lights
opera, rock and roll and party pies
his moon shines on the silver Brigalow
shimmers down the inland river flow
out there where the yellow belly bite
His moon shines on the silver Brigalow
shimmers down the inland river flow
There was nothin' going on in this old town
Just one street and the shop's shut down
The sun has come the grass is dry
You came kicking up dust as you rolled by
With tangled hair and spirit free
Something stirred inside of me
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Your wide smile turns hard and thin
When your horse plays up and he wont give in
Well I'm amazed at everything you do
Like a desert fire I burn for you
Well there's a power I can't explain
It's like thunder rollin' across a plain
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Your eyes so deep they draw me in
And you take me higher than I've ever been
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And when you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock you rock a country world
And you roll me in your loving ways
And you shook you shook the stoney ground
Go girl
You rock my world
Yes you rock my world
Rock my country world
The Late George Woolnough worked on High Street
And lived on manners
Fifty two years he sat on his verandah and made his
saddles
And if you had questions about sheep or flowers or dogs
You'd just ask the saddler, he lived without sin
They're building a library for him
Time is a traveller
Tenterfield saddler turn your head
Ride again Jackeroo
Think I see Kangaroo up ahead
The son of George Woolnough went off and got married
And had a war baby
Though something went wrong and it's easier to drink
than go crazy
And if there were questions about why the end was so
Well, George had no answers about why a son
Ever had need of a gun
Time is a traveller
Tenterfield Saddler turn your head
Ride again Jackaroo
Think I see Kangaroo up ahead
The grandson of George has been all around the world
And lives no special place
Changed his last name and he married a girl with an
interesting face
He'd almost forgotten them both because in the life
that he leads
There's no where for George and his library or the son
with his gun
To belong except in this song
Tim is a meddler
Tenterfield saddler make your bed
Fly again Cockatoo
Down on the ground Emu up ahead
Time is a traveller
Tenterfield Saddler turn your head
Fly again Cockatoo
I know they say if you love somebody
You should set them free (so they say)
But it sure is hard to do
Yeah, it sure is hard to do
And I know they say if they don't come back again
Then it's meant to be (so they say)
But those words ain't pulling me through
Cos I'm still in love with you
I spend each day here waiting for a miracle
But it's just you and me going through the mill
(climbin' up a hill)
This is the long goodbye
Somebody tell me why
Two lovers in love can't make it
Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart?
No matter how hard I try
You're gonna make me cry
Come on, baby, it's over, let's face it
All that's happening here is a long goodbye
Sometimes I ask my heart did we really
Give our love a chance (just one more chance)
and I know without a doubt
I turned it inside out
And if we walked away
would make more sense (only self defense)
But it tears me up inside
Just to think we still could try
How long must we keep riding on a carousel
Going round and round and never getting anywhere?
(on a wing and prayer)
This is the long goodbye
Somebody tell me why
Two lovers in love can't make it
Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart?
No matter how hard I try
You're gonna make me cry
Come on, baby, it's over, let's face it
All that's happening here is a long goodbye
This is the long goodbye
Somebody tell me why
Two lovers in love can't make it
Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart?
No matter how hard I try
You're gonna make me cry
Come on, baby, it's over, Let's face it
All that's happening here is the long goodbye
This is the long goodbye
Somebody tell me why
Two lovers in love can't make it
Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart?
No matter how hard I try
You're gonna make me cry
Come on, baby, it's over, let's face it
All that's happening here is a long goodbye
This is the long goodbye
Somebody tell me why
Two lovers in love can't make it
Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart?
No matter how hard I try
You're gonna make me cry
Come on, baby, it's over, let's face it
All that's happening here is a long goodbye
The long goodbye
The long goodbye
This is the long goodbye
Someone please tell me why
Are you ever coming back again
Are you ever coming back again
Are you ever coming back again
The faces in the photographs are faded
And I can't believe he looks so much like me
For it's been ten long years today
Since I left for old Cork Station
Saying I won't be back 'till the drovin's done.
For the rain never falls on the Dusty Diamantina
The drover finds it hard to change his mind
For the years have surely gone
Like the drays from old Cork Station
And I won't be back 'till the drovin's done.
It seems like the sun comes up each morning
Sets me up and then takes it all away
For the dreaming by the light of the campfire at night
Blends with the burning light of day.
For the rain never falls on the Dusty Diamtina
The drover finds it hard to change his mind
For the years have surely gone
Like the drays from old Cork Station
And I won't be back 'till the drovin's done.
I sometimes think I'll settle back in Sydney
But it's been so long and it's hard to change your mind
For the cattle trays go on and on and the fences roll forever
And I won't be back 'till the drovin's done.
For the rain never falls on the Dusty Diamtina
The drover finds it hard to change his mind
For the years have surely gone
Like the drays from old Cork Station
So you rode from the range where your brothers select
Through the ghostly grey bush in the dawn
You rode slowly at first, lest her heart should suspect
That you were so glad to be gone
You had scarcely the courage to glance back at her
By the homestead receding from view
And you breathed with relief as you rounded the spur
For the world was a wide world to you
Grey eyes that grow sadder than sunset or rain
Fond heart that is evermore true
Firm faith that grows firmer for watching in vain
She waits by the sliprails for you
Well the world is a new and a wide one to you
But the world to your sweetheart is shut
For a change never comes to those lonely homes
Of the stockyard, the scrub, and the hut
Grey eyes that grow sadder than sunset or rain
Fond heart that is evermore true
Firm faith that grows firmer for watching in vain
She waits by the sliprails for you
Grey eyes that grow sadder than sunset or rain
Fond heart that is evermore true
Firm faith that grows firmer for watching in vain
She waits by the sliprails for you
She came down from up near Katherine
Moved in across the ridge
She was every thing a young man could desire
Out there in the ranges
In secret we would meet
My heart ran as wild as desert fire
Like a burnin' sun beating down
She sparked a flame on virgin ground
If by chance a fire should start
No one could tame the burnin' heart
Well her father owned the station
Where I rode the boundary fences
And he made it clear for all the hands to see
That a man could easily wind up
On the wrong end of his shotgun
And his little girl was only seventeen
Like a burning sun beating down
She sparked a flame on virgin ground
And if by chance a fire should start
No one could tame the burnin' heart
She came on me like the summer
Wrapped around me like the wind
My defences buckled in the heat
Out there on the station
The sunsets amber glow
As our lips met a fire was released
Like a burning sun beating down
She sparked a flame on virgin ground
If by chance a fire should start
No one could tame the burnin' heart
Like a burning sun beating down
She sparked a flame on virgin ground
If by chance a fire should start
No one could tame the burnin' heart
There's a spot that's near and dear to me
Back there's where I long to be
A man could never find a better home
I'm going back and there I'll stay
Where I'm free from day to day
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Lee & Slim
I'm going back and there I'll stay
Where I'm free from day to day
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
{Lee
I love the scent of the blue gum trees
Blowin' in the evening breeze
Where the bees are building honeycombs
I love to drink from the rippling stream
By the old bark hut where the campfires gleam
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Lee & Slim
I'm going back and there I'll stay
Where I'm free from day to day
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Instrumental
Where the kangaroo bounds across the plain
And the dust storm blows before the rain
The dingos prowl and howl a mournful tone
When the jackass laughs in the early morn
It means another day is born
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Lee & Slim
I'm going back and there I'll stay
Where I'm free from day to day
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Way out where the white faced cattle roam.
Lee & Slim
Intro
I was born in a hat town
Raised on the warago
It's hot out here but you tough it out
Like and old Brigalow
From the back of the channelled country
Across the western plains
The roads are straight and dusty
And the folks are much the same
Chorus:
Roots run strong and deep out here in a hat town
And we'll carry on down through the years in a hat town
Well fight the dark and end up, like the barky downs
Theres a pub an store and not much more, you're living in an old hat town
Stock are Rollin in the heat hays, half mile 60 zone
Just a rag tag bunch of buildings made of wood and tin and stone
Theres a swag with stories, most of them are true
Have the locals' pass the hat around and pull each other through
Chorus
Instrumental
Well were out about and drover's, bushies tride and trudies
And were out her for the long haul not just blowin through
Roots run strong and deep out here in a hat town
And we'll carry on down through the years in a hat town
From the back of the channelled country, and across the dusty downs
Theres a pub a store and not much more, you're living in an old hat town
Odelay heeeee
Livin in a hat town
Livin in an old hat town
He's staring down the barrel
Of another desperate day
Pulls on his boots
He can't walk away
He's running on empty
He's knocked about and bent
But he'll still be standing
When the river runs again
Chorus
Is the spirit in the rock?
Or pass the hat around
Is it freedom on the Wallaby?
Or a dusty patch of ground
Is it waltzing Matilda?
Or a hand upon your shoulder
Is this, the spirit of the bush?
(Adam)
She stares at empty cupboards
Just like the day before
It's been so long
She can't take it anymore
(Adam, Lee on harmony)
But she digs a little deeper
And somehow finds the strength
(Lee) She keeps believeing
There will be better days ahead Chorus
Is the spirit in the rock?
Or pass the hat around
Is it freedom on the Wallaby?
Or a dusty patch of ground
Is it waltzing Matilda?
Or a hand upon your shoulder
Is this, the spirit of the bush?
Fiddle bridge
Narration
(Lee) Was it there when young Ned Kelly
Stood up for those oppressed
(Adam) Or when the brave young ANZACS
Put their courage to the test
(Steve) Or is it out there with the battler
When he gives it one last try
(Lee) Through the darkest moments
You see the spirit shine
Chorus
Repeat Chorus
I milk cows, I grow spuds, I drive tractors, I fix pumps.
I plough dirt, I run stock, life's good, I thank God.
There's a shed out the back with a bench and a vice,
A motor pulled down and irrigation pipes.
When the pump won't pump, you strip it all down,
When the things won't go you figure it out.
I milk cows, I grow spuds, I drive tractors, I fix pumps.
I plough dirt, I run stock, life's good, I thank God.
I'm up for the dawn, and off to the shed,
The herd comes in about 100 head.
They're all my mates, I call 'em by name,
There's Dolly and Daisy, Elvis and Jane.
I milk cows, I grow spuds, I drive tractors, I fix pumps.
I plough dirt, I run stock, life's good, I thank God.
Will I get through the drought, I'm walkin in dust,
And in a big wet, im sinking in mud.
I learned from the best, I learned on the job,
I'm carrying on from where my father left off.
I milk cows, I grow spuds, I drive tractors, I fix pumps.
I plough dirt, I run stock, life's good, I thank God.
I clear scrub, I cut wood, I get dry, a beer's good.'
Verse 1
Honey pack your bags, grab your old blue jeans
We're gonna go fishin' in a mountain stream
Well I know a little shack way up in the hills
Twenty five miles from Harrietville
In the high country
Verse 2
Honey you should see all the stars up there
They shine so bright through the cold night air
I'm gonna build you a fire that'll burn real hot
And I'll stay with you at the old camp hut
In the high country
Chorus
I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll
I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road
Up in the hills where the brumbies roam
This must surely be God's own
In the high country, in the high country
Verse 3
In the drought of 1882
The Maddisons brought the cattle through
>From Mountain Creek to the Staircase Spur
We'll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd
In the high country
Bridge
High country that's where I wanna be
Walkin' with you by a mountain stream
High country that's where I wanna go
Got my bags packed, I'm ready to roll
Chorus
I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll
I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road
Up in the hills where the snow gums stand
You can see forever across this land
I'm headin' for the hi - gh country
headin' for the hi - gh country
headin' for the high country
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