Lyrics She's Rare - Paul Kelly
Some
men
climb
mountains
just
to
test
their
souls
Other
men
dig
down
through
the
ground,
looking
for
a
bit
of
gold
Some
men
go
diving,
never
come
up
for
air.
I′m
a
climer,
I'm
a
miner,
I′m
a
diver
for
her
Cos
she's
rare
Down
at
the
track,
they're
all
standing
in
line
Out
on
the
oval
it′s
just
3/4
time
Inside
the
ring
all
you
hear
is
a
dull
roar
I′m
a
gambler,
I'm
a
player,
I′m
a
fighter
for
her.
Cos
she's
rare
She′s
rare
She's
rare
There′s
a
man
on
the
lake
with
a
gun,
before
daylight
Another
man
dressed
in
black,
creeping
round
your
door
last
night
There's
a
mand
with
a
rod,
sitting
on
the
end
of
the
pier.
I'm
a
hunter,
I′m
atheif,
I′m
a
fisherman
for
her
Cos
she's
rare
She′s
rare
So
rare
Yeah
man,
yeah
man
she's
rare
Oooohh
rare
She′s
rare
She's
rare
She′s
rare
She's
rare
She's
rare
Raaaaaare
Outside
in
the
yard,
I
can
feel
the
heel
go
down
Over
in
the
park,
another
bottle′s
going
round.
Somebody′s
in
trouble,
cos
they
can't
cough
up
their
share
I′m
hanging
out,
I'm
thirsty,
I
′m
raging
for
Cos
she's
rare
She′s
rare
So
rare
Mmmmm
rare
Aaahh
rare
Yeah
man,
yeahman
yeah
man
she's
rare
Oooh
rare
She's
rare
She′s
rare
She′s
rare
Rare
She's
rare
Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh
She′s
rare
She's
rare
So
rare
So
rare
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