West Of Winton
Slim Dusty
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G D His eyes were used to distance and he talked much with his hands D G I guess he sort of felt hemmed in a stranger to this land G D And a lifestyle of another time, another time and place D G Was written there deep in the lines of this old bushmans face G D His attire was still in keeping with the far out channel lands D G There was still a strength of character in his hard old bushman's hands G D And his old hat tilted forward was as much a part of him D G As the 80 years of livin' that showed, underneath the brim
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D G G D Just somewhere west of Winton mate is where I'd rather be D G To ride out in the dawn time, Mitchell to my horses knee G D Unroll my swag beside a fire of some long forgotten camp D G If I listen close maybe I'll hear a tethered night horse stamp G D Just to see again the sunsets as the night falls on the land D G Oh the silent sound of beauty makes the proudest heart expand G D Where the lights of some old homestead beam a warm and welcome glow G G And no travellin' soul went hungry in those days of long ago
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D G G D I see a dried up sandy creek bed when the dry comes much too soon D G Watch the wild mob paw for water 'neath an early rising moon G D Maybe I'll see the dust cloud rising from the travellin' mob again D G Hear the whips crack on the tailers as they cross the open plain G D Just somewhere west of Winton mate is where I'd rather be D G To ride out in the dawn time, Mitchell to my horses knee G D Unroll my swag beside a fire of some long forgotten camp D G If I listen close maybe I'll hear a tethered night horse stamp
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