Scrubbashin

E
Johnno drives a Cruiser, Stretch is in his Ute,
Kenny's old Torana is hangin' for a hoot.
     A
From Tennant Creek to Longreach,
It's not a real exclusive club.
            E
Just find a quiet little turnoff,
    B                   E
And fang it through the scrub.
     A
Scrubbashin' in a cloud of dust,
Foot's flat to the floor.
    E
I'm flat strap out the back,
Kickin' up the dirt track.
That's what we come here for.
A
Buckin' like a stump jump plough,
I'm comin' back for more.
        E        B      E
It's my passion....scrubbashin'.
       E
Well I found myself a paddock and it might be a sin,
But I was carving dirt with circle work
When the cops came to haul me in.
        A
Well he took the keys of the old HT,
And said 'I'm sorry son,
        E
But its time you learnt your lesson,
       B                E
Let me show you how its done'.
     A
Scrubbashin' in a cloud of dust,
Foot's flat to the floor.
    E
I'm flat strap out the back,
Kickin' up the dirt track.
That's what we come here for.
A
Buckin' like a stump jump plough,
I'm comin' back for more.
        E        B      E
It's my passion....scrubbashin'.

A   E   A   E   B  E
              B                        A
You've got to keep that motor humming,
       Bb     B                    A
You've got to keep it running hot.
       Bb     B                             A
You've got to show 'em what you're made of,
       Bb     B
You've got to give it all you've got.
     A
Scrubbashin' in a cloud of dust,
Foot's flat to the floor.
    E
I'm flat strap out the back,
Kickin' up the dirt track.
That's what we come here for.
A
Buckin' like a stump jump plough,
I'm comin' back for more.
        E        B      E
It's my passion....scrubbashin'.

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