Текст песни Indian Pacific - Slim Dusty
                                                From 
                                                coast 
                                                to 
                                                coast 
                                                by 
                                                night 
                                                and 
                                                day, 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                clickin' 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                wheels
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                hummin' 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                diesel 
                                                on 
                                                her 
                                                ribbons 
                                                of 
                                                steel
 
                                    
                                
                                                Carryin' 
                                                the 
                                                memories 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                nation 
                                                built 
                                                by 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                span 
                                                the 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                the 
                                                pride 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                railway 
                                                men 
                                                'cross 
                                                country 
                                                where 
                                                she 
                                                flies
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                blue 
                                                Pacific 
                                                waters 
                                                to 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                mountains 
                                                rise
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                lakes 
                                                and 
                                                wide 
                                                brown 
                                                rivers, 
                                                through 
                                                desert 
                                                country 
                                                dry
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                passin' 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                she 
                                                goes 
                                                rollin' 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                track
 
                                    
                                
                                                Five 
                                                thousand 
                                                miles 
                                                to 
                                                travel 
                                                before 
                                                she's 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beside 
                                                the 
                                                line, 
                                                    a 
                                                drover 
                                                waves 
                                                his 
                                                battered 
                                                old 
                                                grey 
                                                hat
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                kids 
                                                are 
                                                catchin' 
                                                yabbies 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                river 
                                                flat
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                woman 
                                                hangs 
                                                her 
                                                washing 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                backyard 
                                                near 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific's 
                                                rollin' 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Instrumental
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                the 
                                                whistle 
                                                blowin' 
                                                lonely 
                                                'neath 
                                                the 
                                                Nullabor 
                                                star 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saluting 
                                                those 
                                                who 
                                                walk 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                track 
                                                she 
                                                romps 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Callin' 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                railway 
                                                camp 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                fettlers 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific, 
                                                right 
                                                on 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                silver 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Broken 
                                                Hill 
                                                to 
                                                old 
                                                Kalgoorlie 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                mirrors 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                colours 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                land 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                and 
                                                old
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                western 
                                                clouds 
                                                are 
                                                blooming 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                air 
                                                is 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific's 
                                                makin' 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                she 
                                                goes 
                                                rollin' 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                track
 
                                    
                                
                                                Five 
                                                thousand 
                                                miles 
                                                to 
                                                travel 
                                                before 
                                                she's 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                waters 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                western 
                                                sea 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                eastern 
                                                ocean 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                spans 
                                                the 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                the 
                                                Indian 
                                                Pacific 
                                                spans 
                                                the 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 A Pub With No Beer (1979 Version)
2 Born With An Endless Thirst
3 The Bloke Who Serves The Beer
4 Duncan
5 Must'Ve Been A Hell Of A Party - Live
6 Three Rivers Hotel
7 Wobbly Boot
8 He's A Good Bloke When He's Sober
9 Drownin' My Blues
10 Brown Bottle Blues
11 Old Bush Pub
12 Callaghan's Hotel
13 Pay Day At The Pub
14 Joe Maguire's Pub
15 Nebo Pub
16 Finney's Home Brew
17 Little Old One Horse Pub
18 The Pub Rock
19 Answer To The Pub With No Beer
20 A Pub With No Beer (Original 1957 Version)
21 No Good Truckin' Man
22 Bent-Axle Bob
23 Under the Spell of Highway One
24 Pushin' Time
25 Long Black Road
26 Names Upon The Wall
27 Gotta Keep Moving
28 Truckin's in My Blood
29 Dieseline Dreams
30 The Lady Is a Truckie
31 Rolling Down The Road
32 Kelly's Offsider
33 Star Trucker
34 Highway One
35 Something In The Pilliga
36 Trucks Tarps And Trailers
37 Sally (The Girl on Channel 8)
38 Mechanised Swaggie
39 Lights On The Hill
40 One Truckie's Epitaph
41 Hard Hard Country
42 Back To The Saltbush Plains
43 When the Rain Tumbles Down in July
44 Land of No Second Chance
45 The Birdsville Track - Remaster 1996
46 Plains of Peppimenarti
47 By A Fire Of Gidgee Coal
48 Things I See Around Me
49 Indian Pacific
50 Cattlemen from the High Plains
51 Things Are Not The Same On The Land
52 Walk A Country Mile
53 Cunnamulla Fella
54 Paddy William
55 The Drovers Are Back
56 Trumby - 1994 Remaster
57 Gumtrees By The Roadway - Live
58 The Man From Snowy River
59 End Of The Bitumen
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