paroles de chanson Return Of The Stockman - Slim Dusty

I′ve got my old quart pot and my saddle bag,
I've got my Willoughby spurs and I′ve rolled my swag
I've got my old guitar and a ticket on the west bound train,
Yes I feel at ease in my stockman suit,
In my curly hat and my high heeled boots
In a day or two I'll be back on the golden plain

Well I came to the city for to have some fun
From the lonely bush and the blazing sun
ButI′m going back now and forever I′ll remain
There's a cute little girl whose eyes will shine
When I get back there, I′m gonna make her mine
And we'll settle to peaceful life on the golden plan

I can hear the train coming down the line
And there′s a musical note in the whistle and whine
And I'll soon be back in the mustering camp again
With red hide reins tugging my hands
On a big camp horse ggonna be so grand
When a mickey makes a brak from the mob on the golden plain