A Picture Of Home (1996 Digital Remaster)-Slim Dusty

歌手 : Slim Dusty
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:46

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TXT A Picture Of Home (1996 Digital Remaster)-Slim Dusty 文本歌词

A Picture Of Home (1996 Digital Remaster) - Slim Dusty (西林·得斯提)
My story swings around the bunch of soldiers
Resting close behind the battle scene
There were men from many nations represented
A rugged cup united nations team
They spoke about their own beloved homeland
Resting far from all the tortured battle scenes
On this day the lad who claimed the most attention
A young Australian soldier who began
Oh I have never claimed to be a namatjira
I have never taken up the painters brush
But in words my lads I'll paint for you a picture
Of my homeland in the wide Australian bush
Have you ever seen the western plains at sundown
And the firey streaks that seem to blaze across
And then later in the evenin' see a ghost gum
And then silently we meet the southern 'cross
Have you ever heard the wild swan in it's calling
In the stillness of some far away lagoon
Or seen the place where brumbies come to water
They always come at the rising of the moon
Have you ever wandered through some burning gully
In springtime when the wattles are in bloom
If you've never then you've never known the sweetness
That fills the air around with it's perfume
Have you ever gazed upon a peaceful homestead
With the old blue mountains standing in the view
See the homestead cattle grazing by the river
From the hillside bounds an old man kangaroo
In the ev'nin see the smoke rise from the chimney
Tells that day is done and soon it's time for tea
Hear the jackass laughter ringing through the bushland
Well that's God's own country and home sweet home to me
Have you ever seen a wheat field in the morning
When the dawn wind ripples through the golden grain
Or wandered through the farmlands in the dawn time
And smelt their earthly sweetness after rain
Oh I have never claimed to be a namatjira
As I'd said before I've never used a brush
But I hope my lads I've painted you a picture
Of my homeland in the wide Australian bush