paroles de chanson As The Bush Becomes The Town - Slim Dusty

Old bloodwood tree at last you're free
From the change that's comin' down
You were felled to the ground by a mean chainsaw
Where you kept watch for a hundred years or more
In your silent stance while the river danced
Where the big floods used to rise
In your broken limbs the wounds are scarred
Cyclones tore this coast apart

But old tree they are lying defeated by the change
And years passed more quickly
As we reach a greater age
As your sap is slowly bleeding
Your life is winding down
And we're strangers scorned where we were born
As the bush becomes the town

Where farms that grew this countries food
And a drover walked his mob
Where lanterns glowed in old bush homes
And a welcome handshake always shows
Your rings of age will slowly fade
As the fire burns your brain
Your coals will glow in the hot north breeze
And the embers dance their last reprieve

Yes old tree they are lying defeated by the change
And years passed more quickly
As we reach a greater age
As your sap is slowly bleeding
Your life is winding down
And we're strangers scorned where we were born
As the bush becomes the town