Текст песни Along The Road Of Song - Slim Dusty
                                                'Neath 
                                                the 
                                                gumtrees 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                roadway,
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                went 
                                                down 
                                                outback,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                lay 
                                                at 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                peaceful 
                                                reverie,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                songs 
                                                I'd 
                                                sung,
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                the 
                                                outside 
                                                track
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                that 
                                                is 
                                                how 
                                                this 
                                                vision 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                me.
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                doze 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                shadows,
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                the 
                                                gumtrees 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                road,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                an 
                                                angel 
                                                singing 
                                                there 
                                                on 
                                                high,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                welcomed 
                                                into 
                                                heaven,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                    a 
                                                soldier 
                                                and 
                                                his 
                                                dog,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nevermore 
                                                would 
                                                he 
                                                and 
                                                Rusty 
                                                say 
                                                good-bye.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                came 
                                                farmer 
                                                Gray
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                his 
                                                dancin' 
                                                Jersey 
                                                cow,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you'd 
                                                never 
                                                know 
                                                this 
                                                famous 
                                                pair 
                                                have 
                                                gone 
                                                all 
                                                highbrow 
                                                now,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                their 
                                                harvest 
                                                days 
                                                are 
                                                over, 
                                                sad 
                                                it 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                say,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                they're 
                                                making 
                                                much 
                                                more 
                                                money,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Since 
                                                the 
                                                boogie 
                                                came 
                                                their 
                                                way.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                swaggie 
                                                who 
                                                liked 
                                                good 
                                                'baccy,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                smokin' 
                                                    a 
                                                big 
                                                cigar,
 
                                    
                                
                                                'N' 
                                                braggin' 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                fights 
                                                he 
                                                had 
                                                in 
                                                town,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                ghost 
                                                of 
                                                old 
                                                king 
                                                Bundawaal
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                wild 
                                                old 
                                                tribal 
                                                yell,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hit 
                                                him 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                head 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                killer 
                                                boomerang.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Frankie 
                                                and 
                                                Johnny 
                                                next 
                                                came 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fightin' 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                they 
                                                do,
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                said, 
                                                "Johnny 
                                                man, 
                                                you've 
                                                been 
                                                making 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                that 
                                                little 
                                                girl 
                                                dressed 
                                                in 
                                                blue."
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                said, 
                                                "I 
                                                know 
                                                I've 
                                                done 
                                                yer 
                                                wrong, 
                                                be'n 
                                                doing 
                                                so 
                                                for 
                                                years,"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                    I 
                                                travel 
                                                now, 
                                                is 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                lonesome 
                                                road 
                                                of 
                                                tears."
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                along 
                                                came 
                                                farmer 
                                                Wilson, 
                                                dressed 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                faded 
                                                suit,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                lifebelt 
                                                hanging 
                                                round 
                                                his 
                                                neck 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                flipper 
                                                on 
                                                his 
                                                boot,
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                said, 
                                                "Well 
                                                things 
                                                ain't 
                                                b'en 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                Since 
                                                the 
                                                distant 
                                                days 
                                                gone 
                                                by,
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    a 
                                                certain 
                                                character 
                                                wrote 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                the 
                                                wet 
                                                month 
                                                of 
                                                July."
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                says 
                                                to 
                                                farmer 
                                                Wilson, 
                                                "Do 
                                                ya 
                                                reckon 
                                                I'm 
                                                to 
                                                blame."
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                eyes 
                                                went 
                                                wild 
                                                and 
                                                his 
                                                whiskers 
                                                sand 
                                                his 
                                                face 
                                                went 
                                                red 
                                                as 
                                                flame,
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Yes 
                                                you're 
                                                the 
                                                bloke 
                                                that 
                                                wrote 
                                                the 
                                                song,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                made 
                                                my 
                                                farm 
                                                    a 
                                                sea,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they're 
                                                catchin' 
                                                fish 
                                                with 
                                                spinners,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                where 
                                                my 
                                                cow-yard 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                be."
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                the 
                                                gumtrees 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                roadway,
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                goes 
                                                down 
                                                outback,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                lay 
                                                at 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                peaceful 
                                                reverie,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                songs 
                                                I'd 
                                                sung
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                the 
                                                outside 
                                                track,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                that 
                                                is 
                                                how 
                                                this 
                                                vision 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                me.
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Waltzing Matilda
2 Send 'Er Down Hughie!
3 Along The Road Of Song
4 Australia Is His Name
5 King Bundawaal
6 Range of Glory
7 Just Saddle Old Darkie
8 Runaway Heart
9 Rutland Rodeo
10 Walkin' On My Way
11 Pastures of Home
12 Dreamin' On the Slip Rail
13 The Nature of Man
14 When the Harvest Days Are Over Jessie Dear
15 Any Old Time
16 Frankie & Johnnie
17 Mother
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