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Leaving Darwin
03:46
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I'm leaving Darwin behind
Moving on from this place
I shall be gone when the sun rises today
The few things I own
Just a small bag of clothes
Making my way to Adelaide
Well I sure hope
The wildflowers are in bloom
Spreading out across the plains
They give a man something to look forward to
As he makes his way, as he makes his way
As I make my way to start again
You'd be right if you guessed
I'm leaving troubles behind
Troubles they say I am to blame
But words I once heard
How they ring in my ears
They say don't you know the past can't be changed?
Well I sure hope
The wildflowers are in bloom
Spreading out across the plains
They give a man something to look forward to
As he makes his way, as he makes his way
As I make my way to start again
And I shall put myself out in the universe
I shall put myself out in the universe
When I get where I'm going
I'm going to find me a place
One with stone not sand beneath the floor
You'd be right again
If you've asked yourself
Whether I have said those words before
Well I sure hope
The wildflowers are in bloom
Spreading out across the plains
They give a man something to look forward to
As he makes his way, as he makes his way
As I make my way to start again
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I'm a drifting streetsinger baby
I ain't no prospect for your love
I'm a drifting streetsinger baby
I ain't no prospect for your love
Oh I'm low down on your ladder
So many good men must be above
Hear me wailing and crying
Outside every shop every store
Oh hear me wailing
Outside every shop every store
How can a woman say she loves you
Then say she doesn't want to see you anymore?
Oh I'm a drifting streetsinger baby
I ain't no prospect for your love
Oh I'm a drifting streetsinger baby
Ain't no prospect for your love
I'm low down on that ladder
Must be so many good men up above
Oh I'll be out there all singing
My tales of heartbreak and woe
Yes I'll be out there all singing
My tales of heartbreak and woe
Did I see you in that cafe
Sitting down with some man I did not know?
Oh well I guess I shall move on
I'm going to hold out my thumb
Oh I guess I shall move on
I'm going to hold out my thumb
And all the passing children will say
Mother what has that bad man done?
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3. |
Angel of Argent Street
03:31
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Way out west in the Silver City
Lives a woman so fearless and free
She makes her way in rugged beauty
She is the Angel of Argent Street
You lived out there some time ago
In youthful years of your life
Though you've since travelled so far and wide
Still she occupies the corners of your mind
On Friday nights well you'd go down
To the old hotel in that mining town
In the beginning well she appeared
Like a wild flower on the wasted ground
But as the earth moved around the sun
So came a season you had once known
And in your fear you pulled away
And everything came tumbling down
Yes way out west in the Silver City
Lives a woman so fearless and free
She makes her way in the rugged beauty
She is the Angel of Argent Street
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4. |
Lord Let Me Ramble
04:09
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Well I came to this world on the side of a road
Was raised in a town nearby
The kind of old place where people are born
Spend their whole lives then they die
But I liked to make my guitar sing
And Ma said don't get caught here in this town
So I walked out the door barely a man
And started life rambling round
Oh the winter's are cruel downtown in Melbourne
Outside the cafes and bars
And the thing with that city the lights are so bright
You can't see the night full of stars
And those in the know they said to me
Son this ain't your scene ain't your sound
Well I took to the bottle for to cover my pain
And started back rambling round
Oh I been down the left road, I've been down the right
Highways in the daytime the backstreets at night
I've been to the east boys I've been to the west
Lord let me ramble til they lay me to rest
Well the say it's in Bendigo a man can make money
Was there I met sweet Daisy Lee
Down by the fountain well she was the first
Woman I think that saw me
Yet one night her father he broke down my door
And drove me to the outskirts of the town
Oh I never returned, sometimes wish that I had
I just took back to rambling round
Well the years gave me little I sold my guitar
Then one day the letter arrived
And all that Ma left was a life on the road
And they ways of this world as my guide
Oh I wen't to that funeral, the very first hymn
Tried to sing couldn't get out no sound
And the organ it played, as I turned away
And I took back to rambling round
Yes I been down the left road, I've been down the right
Highways in the daytime the backstreets at night
I've been to the east boys I've been to the west
Lord let me ramble til they lay me to rest
Lord let me ramble til they lay me to rest
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5. |
On the Hume
03:08
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Well I'm out upon they highway, December sun a-rising
At the spot where they city appears on the horizon
Big trucks overtake me, they move on outta sight
Coffee cups surround me I've been driving all night
Oh what a state I'm in
Told you I was living like a king
All the things I said
Now I'm coming home to Melbourne
With my tail between my legs
Well I left you there that day, I had everything before me
What goes up must come down, there ain't no older story
You stood in the garden as I drove 'round the bend
You said to yourself don't want to see that man again
Oh what a state I'm in
Told you I was living like a king
All the things I said
Now I'm coming home to Melbourne
With my tail between my legs
Well it's funny how I've missed these weary worn out suburbs
Did you get my letter I thought long about those words?
I'll turn up Sydney Road, press the buzzer by your door
I hope I ain't too late to treat you better than before
What a state I'm in
Told you I was living like a king
All the things I said
Now I'm coming back to Melbourne
With my tail between my legs
Oh what a state I'm in
I'm coming home to Melbourne
With my tail between my legs
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6. |
Into the Bush
03:59
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Well if I had a dollar I'd head out in the desert
Make my way to some outback place
And I'd watch the sun rise upon the ranges
Feel the wind blowing on my face
Many years ago I saw a terracotta red rock canyon
That memory makes me think of you
And though it's said it don't pay to be too hopeful
What else would you have me do?
And maybe you could come with me
You could come for the ride
I know you've been feeling low lately
We could head into the bush for a while
And under the stars in the evenings
Miles from any road
I need to hear all your old stories
Let the years burn low
It's true I have not been round for you much lately
Barely a voice coming down the line
Still in my head I see you laughing
But in my heart I hear you crying
And maybe you could come with me
You could come for the ride
I know you've been feeling low lately
We could head into the bush for a while
And under the stars in the evenings
Miles from any road
I need to hear all your old stories
Let the years burn low, let the years burn low, let the years burn low
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7. |
Sailor Song
03:25
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Well my boat plows through the water, no flag shall I raise
The wind whips all around me, reminds me of your ways
Out on the lonesome ocean, high on the bow I stand
I can't say just when I shall be back on land
For I am a sailor I'm bound for to go
Wherever the winds of your love blow
Yes I am a sailor I've sailed before
My heart the ocean your love the shore
Walks by Whitely Gardens, don't know where you are now
Heard you moved down to Melbourne, did it matter anyhow?
Yet maybe in the quiet with a midnight Autumn breeze
And moonlight through your window you'll think back on me
For I am a sailor I'm bound for to go
Wherever the winds of your love blow
Yes I am a sailor I've sailed before
My heart the ocean your love the shore
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8. |
City Lights
03:13
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There's a chill in the air the stars are out in the sky
You're by the fire near the old grove of pines
A light from a plane in the sky overhead
The moon rises by the old shearing shed
But you look to the south what a beautiful sight
Horizon's a-glowing with them soft Melbourne lights
Well the stories he tells are from years long ago
He looks into the flames with his eyes down low
The cattle move close around him they're still
An old dog barks way back up in those hills
He says you must always do what is right
But your heart was lost with them soft Melbourne lights
Well the years passed you by like the river the flows
You came to learn a man reaps what he sows
You travelled far you worked hard 'cross the land
But only now do you understand
Just what it meant way back on that night
The old man the cattle and them soft Melbourne lights
Just what it meant way back on that night
The old man the cattle and them soft Melbourne lights
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9. |
Craigie Hill
05:22
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It been in spring and the small birds they were singing
Down by a shady harbour I carelessly did stray
All the thrushes they were warbling and the violets they were charming
For to view two lovers talking while I did delay
She said my dear don't leave me all for another season
Though fortune may be pleasing I'll go along with you
I'll forsake friends and relations and I'll quit this Irish nation
And to the bonny banks of the Bann I'll bid adieu
Well he said my dear don't grieve me, or yet annoy my patience
You know I love you dearly, although I'm going away
I'm going to some foreign nation for to purchase a plantation
For to comfort us hereafter in old Amerikay
Oh the landlords and their agents, their bailiffs and their beagles
The land of our forefathers we're forced to give o'er
Oh we're sailing on the ocean for honour and promotion
And we're parting with our sweethearts it's them we do adore
Well it's fair thee well sweet Craigie Hill where oftentimes I did rove
I never in my childhood thought I'd part you
But we're sailing on the ocean all for honour and promotion
And the bonny boats are leaving way down on Doorin shore
So if you're ever in your bed lying and thinking on dying
One sight of the bonny Bann banks your soul you'd give o'er
Oh to spend but just one hour all in her shady bower
Pleasure would surround you and you'd think on death no more
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