Текст песни Camooweal - Slim Dusty
                                                Should 
                                                ever 
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Twould 
                                                be 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                spring 
                                                when 
                                                desert 
                                                flowers 
                                                bloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                the 
                                                spinifex 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                would 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                desert 
                                                pea 
                                                would 
                                                brighten 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                gloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Should 
                                                ever 
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                thing 
                                                is 
                                                sure 
                                                I'd 
                                                not 
                                                be 
                                                twenty-two
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                if 
                                                that 
                                                day 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                first 
                                                wandered 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                mem'ries 
                                                stay 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                as 
                                                mem'ries 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                fresh 
                                                her 
                                                mem'ry 
                                                keeps 
                                                for 
                                                still 
                                                    I 
                                                feel
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                velvet 
                                                softness 
                                                of 
                                                her 
                                                auburn 
                                                hair
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                see 
                                                again 
                                                the 
                                                moonbeams 
                                                in 
                                                her 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                so 
                                                long 
                                                ago 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Youth 
                                                called 
                                                to 
                                                youth 
                                                in 
                                                that 
                                                now 
                                                distant 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                not 
                                                heed, 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                did 
                                                not 
                                                reveal,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                now 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                love 
                                                was 
                                                born 
                                                and 
                                                lost
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                that 
                                                little 
                                                border 
                                                town 
                                                of 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                the 
                                                long 
                                                road 
                                                beckoned 
                                                on, 
                                                my 
                                                feet 
                                                said 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                search 
                                                beyond 
                                                the 
                                                hills 
                                                for 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                Although 
                                                I've 
                                                wandered 
                                                far 
                                                this 
                                                sunburnt 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                never 
                                                found 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                left 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                the 
                                                burning 
                                                fire 
                                                of 
                                                that 
                                                other 
                                                spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                now 
                                                but 
                                                ashes 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                hurt 
                                                won't 
                                                heal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                heals 
                                                all 
                                                wounds 
                                                they 
                                                say, 
                                                but 
                                                leaves 
                                                the 
                                                scar
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I'll 
                                                not 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Time 
                                                heals 
                                                all 
                                                wounds 
                                                they 
                                                say, 
                                                but 
                                                leaves 
                                                the 
                                                scar
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I'll 
                                                not 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I'll 
                                                not 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                Camooweal
 
                                    
                                 
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2 A Pub With No Beer
3 Lights On The Hill
4 The Biggest Disappointment
5 Three Rivers Hotel
6 Ringer From The Top End
7 Where Country Is
8 Leave Him In the Long Yard
9 Plains of Peppimenarti
10 Duncan
11 Charleville
12 Indian Pacific
13 Sweeney (Live)
14 G'day G'day
15 Walk A Country Mile
16 When the Rain Tumbles Down in July
17 I'm Going Back Again to Yarrawonga - Live
18 Old Time Country Halls
19 Camooweal
20 We'Ve Done Us Proud
21 Country Revival
22 Cunnamulla Fella
23 By A Fire Of Gidgee Coal
24 Losin' My Blues Tonight (live)
25 Waltzing Matilda
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