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Slim Dusty( David Gordon Kirkpatrick )
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Bunda Waterhole
Old mates we met at the far flung place In the last few days of July, We pitched our tents and baited our hooks The mad old world rolled by. For the size of the catch didn't mean too much, 'Twas the peace and the smog free air, The yarns we spun and the songs we sung And the mates we all greeted there.
We fished and yarned by the fire at night And the ev'ning star stood guard, Like some long gone drover ridin' watch At ten mile Bunda yah I lingered a while by the embers red And something touched my soul With my mates asleep and my cold ole brew On ten mile Bunda hole.
Yodel
As I shredded my boots by my welcome swag I knew just how great is the loss, Of those people who never have known the light Of the stars of the Southern Cross. Those people who never the time have found Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com To make true friends that share, The things which our Lord gave everyone On a ten mile hole out there.
Old mates we met at the far flung place In the last few days of July, We pitched our tents and we baited our hooks The mad old world rolled by. For the size of the catch didn't mean too much, 'Twas the peace and the smog free air, The yarns we spun and the songs we sung And the mates we all greeted there.
Yes we fished and yarned by the fire at night And the ev'ning star stood guard, Like some long gone drover ridin' watch At ten mile Bunda yah I lingered a while by the embers red And something touched my soul With my mates asleep and my cold ole brew At ten mile Bunda hole. Yodel
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