• From Little Things Big Things Grow
  • Thou Shalt Not Steal
  • Cannot Buy My Soul
  • I've Been Moved
  • Moonstruck
  • River of Tears
  • On the Wire
  • Elly
  • The Young Dancer is Dead
  • Images of London
  • Darkside
  • This Land Is Mine
  • Comrade Jesus Christ
  • Droving Woman
  • Blood Red Rose
  • Eulogy for a Black Man
  • Eulogy For A Black Person
  • Spirit of the Ancients
  • Freedom
  • Pillars of Society
  • Flagstone Creek
  • Jack Deelin
  • Attack Attack
  • Black Deaths in Custody
  • Black Bess
  • Living South of the Freeway
  • Rider in the Rain
  • Twisted Rail
  • Asbestosis
  • Black and White
  • Messenger
  • Bloodlines (return)
  • White Bourgeois Woman
  • Sorry Business
  • Bloodlines
  • Some Strange Strange People
  • Eulogy (for a Black Person)
  • Sexual Teaser
  • Earth Mother
  • I'm Still In Love With You
  • Jessica
  • Tom Shane
  • Eulogy
  • Solar Wind
  • Night Shadows
  • Dirty Dollar
  • Blue You
  • The Anti-Christ
  • Fire and Wind
  • B.D.P.

She buried him down on the edge of town
Where the brigalow suckers on the cemetery creep
She stood with them children in a heavy brown gown
What you want you just can't always keep

"I'm sorry", I says, "I knew him so well"
Though your body is young you just never can tell
When the hand of fate rings the final death knell"
She just turned with the saddest of smiles

She says "At the start well we knewed it so hard
We were always dealt the severest of cards
Honeymoon spent droving Jamieson's stock
Through the wildest winter you seen

Romantic notions of horses and land
They were soon dispelled as a fantasised dream
Watching cattle at night in the mid-winter cold
Turns a person, both wiry and old

The flame of the breakfast fire'd be dead
As the sun rose up he'd be miles up ahead
I'd be breaking the camp there and rolling the beds
While he fanned the stock wider for feed

When the weather turned sour with the onset of rain
An' the truck'd bog down to the axle mains
He'd move ahead with pack saddles and chains
And I'd wait in the mud by the road

With the blankets and canvas there hung out to dry
With nothing for heat 'cause you couldn't light a fire
With no stock permit for the forthcoming shire
The dog'd whimper in the winter wind rain

...

******* This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use *******
(1409612056681)
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com. This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use and only 30% of the lyrics are returned.

Copyright © 2019 | Mrtzcmp3