Текст песни Humpin' My Bluey - John Williamson
Wouldn't
you
like
to
ride
along
a
country
road
I'll
give
you
a
gentle
push
I
swell
with
pride
to
see
the
countryside
When
I
wander
aimlessly
through
the
bush
'Cause
that's
where
I
get
my
music
And
that's
where
I
live
my
life
You
can
call
me
a
jolly
swagman
if
you
like
Call
it
humpin'
my
bluey,
I
reckon
that's
the
style
So
why
don't
you
climb
aboard
with
me,
along
the
road
a
while
Been
workin'
in
the
big
smoke,
singin'
at
the
pub
I
talk
to
people
everywhere
- they
still
love
the
scrub
Longing
for
a
piece
of
land
and
the
Eucalyptus
air
So
why
don't
you
come
with
me,
I'll
take
you
there
Maybe
we'll
find
a
shack
somewhere
Plant
an
avocado
tree
With
fences
only
to
deep
out
the
cows
Share
a
dream
with
me
I've
spent
some
time
in
your
town,
at
every
waterhole
'Cause
I
must
drink
a
big
brown
land
to
quench
a
thirsty
soul
From
W.A
along
the
Nullabor
and
north
to
the
black
soil
plains
Through
cattle,
sheep
and
hills
of
golden
grain
The
snow
on
Kosciusko
My
friends
in
the
Territory
Springtime
in
Tasmania,
it
all
belongs
to
me
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