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Coober Pedy Opal Mine
03:44
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She's got a real hot head like the desert sun
Shooting off her mouth like a loaded gun
In a K Mart tee and some torn up jeans
that girl meant every single word that she ever screamed
But if you look a little harder I think you' find
That girl’s deeper than a Coober Pedy opal mine
He's got a mouth that would make a trucker blush
When he's got something to say you can’t make him hush
In a black leather jacket and a baseball hat
He don't look too much, I'll give you that
But you gotta give credit the kid's got spine
That boy’s deeper than a Coober Pedy opal mine
You can’t judge no book by it’s paper shell
You'll never find the story that it hides
Just cause somebody’s looking like hell
If you don’t go deeper how you gonna find the gems inside?
Dropped outta college in the very first week
His papa said his future would look real bleak
Picked up an old Martin and he learned six chords
Said more in three minutes than a million words
And with a 4/4 tempo and a knack for rhyme
That kid’s deeper than a Coober Pedy opal mine.
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Wiradjuri
03:37
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Things weren’t ever easy back in ‘52
Daddy did his best for us, the best that he could do
Worked out in the blazing sun, used a rag to wipe the sweat out of his eyes
Never knew we’d be in trouble on that day when the creek began to rise
The storm came in the evening, my daddy laughed with joy,
He looked at me across his horse and said ’we need this boy’
My mother and my sister, thanked the Lord, that day in Gundagai
Never guessed what lay before us, on the day when the creek began to rise.
It started as a blessing , but soon became a curse,
We lost our small plantation, when the riverbanks burst
Our home was swept away as water fell like angels tears down from the skies.
And we thought that we were finished, on the day when the creek began to rise
With all but three homes standing, as hope turned to despair
My mother cried “We shall be lost” and then we saw them there
They delivered us to safety, in a bark canoe they said “you shall not die!
“We’ve been picking up your neighbours, ever since the day the creek began to rise”
Wiradjuri …
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Adelady
04:55
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In a little Irish bar room
he sat down with a glass or two merlot,
closed his eyes and put his finger on a map
to find the place that he thought he might go.
And he smiled at the location
‘Cause outside it was kinda cold and rainy
Never dreamt that in a few days
He’d feast his eyes upon an Adelady
It seemed a different world away
The second that he stepped out of his hotel
He was hotter than he’d ever been
thought he’d get out of the sunshine for a short spell
So he wandered in the park lands
sat beneath a tree where it was shady
and just a yard or two away he locked eyes
with a lovely Adelady
She smiled at him and said ‘How do you do?’
He said ‘better now that I’ve run into you.
Would you like to have a drink, or is that crazy
Adelady”
So they trundled down to Rundle Mall
And found a cosy bar and and took a table
Must have talked for seven hours
Almost finished a full bottle of Black Label
Then he walked her home and took a chance
and stole a kiss because he that maybe
she’d be the one who’d get away,
and he knew that he loved his Adelady
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Thirty Hours
03:01
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I’ve always been a travelling man, I’ve always liked the road
A backpack and an old guitar, a man of no abode,
But we’re all headed some place, no one wanders aimlessly
And it took me half my life to find you're thirty hours from me.
I found myself in other lands and learned from what they taught
The struggles and the broken hearts, the battles that they brought
But the door to happiness was closed, I could not find the key
It took me half my life to find you were thirty hours from me.
Thirty hours
Thirty hours from me
that’s all you were
just thirty hours from me
Life is ever changing and there’s much that I don’t see
I get bogged down and lose my way,
But sometimes there’s a lifeline,
That pulls me into shore
A spark that gives me hope, and sometimes something more.
I was all beat up and ready just to leave it all behind
I thought I go just thirty more to see what I might find
but love comes in strange packaging that you cannot foresee
and on that day I found that you'd been thirty hours from me
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Orphan Girl
05:06
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I am an orphan girl,
In Westport I was found,
The workhouse is my world,
Since the praties took us down,
What time in life is left to me,
If I don’t leave Westport town,
But the crown is sending girls to sea, for far Australia bound.
Sail, sail, sail me away,
Sail to Australia;
Sail, sail, sail me I pray,
Sail me away ,to Australia.
They say Australia’s fine,
They say Australia’s fair,
Australia’s on my mind
And the fields of praties there
I pray when this inspection’s done, that they’ll say me fit to sail,
For they don’t just send out anyone, oh Lord, don’t see me fail.
Chorus
I am scarcely turned sixteen,
But I’m ready now to go
I’m decent and I’m clean,
Fit for any man to know.
And I will be some good man’s wife,
If there I’ll settle down -
And find myself a better life,
If I get to Sydney town.
Chorus
Sail me away, sail me I pray
Sail me away to Australia.
I am an orphan girl, oh I am an orphan girl
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Willingly
02:47
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I must be out of my mind
To put myself on the line
But I do it willingly for you
In the past I’ve been a fool
But I’ll bend my only rule
And I’ll do it willingly for you
Because it’s more than the sunlight
Through the frozen trees bouquet
The steam rising up
In the morning foggy grey
More than the night
Calling out your name
More than wine on the table
That makes me want to stay
I must be out of my mind
To put myself on the line
But I do it willingly for you
In the past I’ve been a fool
But I’ll bend my only rule
And I’ll do it willingly for you
When we talk into the morning
Holding the darkness at bay
And we walk into the wilderness
To celebrate the day
When my old boots crunch beside yours
In the gravel of the track
I know that life will not be grinding us
Like dust into the cracks
I must be out of my mind
To put myself on the line
But I do it willingly for you
We have one a hell of a time
When we’re out on that line
And I do it willingly for you
Yes I'll do it willingly for you
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Don’t shed a tear my love, I don’t feel fear, my love
My death is near, my love, in a cell just south of the border
My Jacobite brother, and a damn fine soldier
He’ll be released, to be free in the morning
These four walls, my love, will deny me my last dawning
My friend northward bound, but I’ll be in Scotland before him
‘Cos I’m going home, Im going home
So don’t weep my bonnie lassie
I’m going home, Im going home
So don’t weep now
Never on this earth to ken, the kiss of your lips again
On those bonnie banks, that hallow’d ground of my homeland
This fateful song, my love, will be delivered to you, my love
Defiant and clear my love, from a cell just south of the border
Chorus
The spirit of a lover, your young body murdered
You’re coming home to me, and you will travel on the low road.
So don’t shed a tear my love, I don’t feel fear, my love
As I sing to you my love,
your soul is carried over the border
Chorus
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Wilderness
02:40
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Beneath the biggest sky I’ve seen I stand among my family
No matter what their tongue or tribe, brothers and sisters each one be
Our lives depend upon this truth there’s nothing more and nothing left
We’ll grow a forest full of hope or make our souls a wilderness
Beneath the clouds of pouring rain it falls on me and every man
The sun shines daily on each one in every nation every land
Why cant we see we’re all the same, no matter how we look or dress
We’ll grow a forest full of hope or make our souls a wilderness….
There stands the biggest lie I’ve seen, that hides beneath a nation’s flag
In streets of gold and fields of green the basic right of man denied
We spend tomorrow’s cash today, and rape and rob the treasure chest
We’ll grow a forest full of hope or make our souls, a wilderness
We read and heard enlightened men, a waste of ink, a waste of breath
We’ll grow a forest full of hope or make our souls a wilderness
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Sydney Harbour
03:33
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The sun was high and mighty when first she saw you smile
Then her fires were quenched with sorrow
As she watched you for awhile
Your face so fair it shamed the sun and even the sky felt blue
And the lights on Sydney Harbour couldn’t shine as bright as you
No words could paint the picture of the loveliness I’d found
The waves , the wind and the water
May as well have not been around
My eyes could only gaze upon, the beauty in my view
And the lights on Sydney Harbour couldn’t shine as bright as you
If I never see that place again, it will haunt me in my sleep
If I never feel that peace again, I will surely cry and weep
For it will just remain with me no matter what I do
And the lights on Sydney Harbour, couldn’t shine as bright as you
Oh the lights on Sydney Harbour, couldn’t shine as bright as you
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Grace
03:11
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She comes around here every once in a while
I know because I’ve met her
It’s hard to pinpoint her particular style
Sometimes I just don’t get her
There’s nothing cheap about her that’s for sure
She radiates a case for all things pure
Given the odds I’d play them all on her
Grace.
From where I’m standing I can only catch a glimmer
Its safe to say my chances couldn’t look much slimmer
The things I take for granted keep me in this prison
The way she walks thru walls simply defies description
And I’m left here tongue-tied, tripping over syllogisms
Of Grace
Grace, is an angel
Grace is absurd
In the face of all my anger
She brings me kisses undeserved
Too much of some things will only leave you seeing double
Too little self control’s gonna lead you into trouble
When she walks in the room it all goes quiet
Somewhere between the dusk and dawn’s first light
There is that moment that you just might get to know Grace
Grace, she’s angel
Grace, she is absurd
In the face of all my anger
She brings me kisses undeserved
She comes around here every once in awhile
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Hand Of The Almighty
03:20
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May the hand of the Almighty touch it all
May the hand of the Almighty touch it all
From the vineyards of Clare Valley, to majestic Mitchell Falls
May the hand of the Almighty touch it all
May we learn to love this country that we share
May we learn to love this country that we share
Let’s do it for our children, for when we wont be there
May we learn to love this country that we share
Chorus
May we learn to love our neighbours if you please
May we learn to love our neighbours if you please
make friends, with-our-enemies, and learn to live in peace
May we learn to love our neighbours if you please
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