Текст песни Old Bush Mates Of Mine - Slim Dusty
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                far 
                                                off 
                                                distant 
                                                valley 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                Nulla 
                                                moon 
                                                shines 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                so 
                                                clearly 
                                                for 
                                                in 
                                                dreams 
                                                I'm 
                                                there 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                go 
                                                wanderin' 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                memories 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                restless 
                                                heart 
                                                beats 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                dwell 
                                                    a 
                                                while 
                                                and 
                                                sadly 
                                                smile 
                                                for 
                                                these 
                                                old 
                                                bush 
                                                mates 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                recall 
                                                the 
                                                summer 
                                                evenin's 
                                                away 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                farm
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                dances 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                went 
                                                to 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                neighbours 
                                                old 
                                                slab 
                                                barn
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                sawdust 
                                                risin' 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                pranced 
                                                around 
                                                the 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                old 
                                                violin 
                                                and 
                                                accordion 
                                                pumpin' 
                                                out 
                                                an 
                                                old 
                                                bush 
                                                tune
 
                                    
                                
                                                How's 
                                                that
 
                                    
                                
                                                Happy 
                                                days 
                                                with 
                                                schoolboy 
                                                cobbers 
                                                there 
                                                was 
                                                Shorty 
                                                Ron 
                                                and 
                                                Jim
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                swim 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                willows 
                                                chasin' 
                                                turtles 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                stream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                the 
                                                bushland 
                                                was 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                playground 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                friendly 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                thoughts 
                                                still 
                                                go 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                land 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                big 
                                                blue 
                                                mountains 
                                                rise
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saddlin' 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                springtime 
                                                muster 
                                                down 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                stock 
                                                yards
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                brandin' 
                                                fires 
                                                were 
                                                smokin' 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                was 
                                                long 
                                                and 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                still 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                man 
                                                swearin' 
                                                get 
                                                    a 
                                                move 
                                                on 
                                                you 
                                                blokes 
                                                don't 
                                                crawl
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sun 
                                                is 
                                                high 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                dust 
                                                clouds 
                                                fly 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                grab 
                                                    a 
                                                steer 
                                                and 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                so 
                                                sad 
                                                for 
                                                dear 
                                                old 
                                                homeward 
                                                oh 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                away 
                                                so 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                the 
                                                folks 
                                                are 
                                                listenin' 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                they 
                                                hear 
                                                this 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                I'll 
                                                soon 
                                                be 
                                                back 
                                                out 
                                                yonder 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                bet 
                                                your 
                                                boots 
                                                I'll 
                                                shine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                sing 
                                                at 
                                                night 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                lantern 
                                                light 
                                                with 
                                                those 
                                                old 
                                                bush 
                                                mates 
                                                of 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                            1 When the Scrubbers Break
2 The Road Is Still My Home
3 The Drover's Cook
4 Land of No Second Chance
5 The Retired Drover
6 Australian Bushmen
7 When Snowy Sings of Home
8 Big John
9 Men Who Come Behind
10 Dust from the Land I Love
11 Camooweal
12 Willy Willy
13 Pickin' & Singin' - Live
14 Old Time Drover's Lament - Live
15 Old Gidgee Tree - Live
16 Election Day - Live
17 If I Were Free (Live)
18 Country Livin' - Live
19 Louisiana Man - Live
20 Cunnamulla Feller - Live
21 End of the Pub - Live
22 A Picture of Home - Live
23 Banks of the Ohio - Live
24 Middleton's Rouseabout - Live
25 Kelly's Offsider - Live
26 Lights On The Hill - Live
27 My Clinch Mountain Home - Live
28 Glory Bound Train - Live
29 Pushin' Time
30 The Home Run
31 Worst in the World
32 Foggy Mirrors
33 Ridin' This Road
34 Interstater
35 Lights On the Hill
36 Bent-Axle Bob
37 There Lies a Workhorse
38 Truckin's in My Blood
39 A Truckie's Last Will and Testament
40 Hear 'Em Go
41 Things I See Around Me
42 Blackened Quarts Are Boiling
43 Cop the Lot
44 Not Much To Show
45 Commercial DT's
46 Harry Bowden... Derelict
47 Smiles
48 Three Rivers Hotel
49 End of the Canning Stock Route
50 Good Old Days
51 Last of the Bushmen
52 Old Bull Stag
53 Walk A Country Mile
54 Son Of Noisy Dan
55 When the Rain Tumbles Down in July
56 Johnny Foster (The Old Time Travelling Showman)
57 Music My Dad Played To Me
58 Old Stock Ridin' Days
59 D Towards the Head
60 The Day I Went Back Home
61 Send 'Er Down Hughie!
62 A Pub With No Beer (1979 Version)
63 Many Yesterdays Ago
64 Old Bush Mates Of Mine
65 Territory Ringer
66 In My Hour Of Darkness
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