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Recycled Ringer Lyrics - Artist : Slim Dusty
I've got a pretty big load on a bitumen road
And the needle's on 110 Got a big mob of wheels and a whole lot of steers Rolling 'cross the Top End Rollin' 'cross the Top End In a supercharged computerized Benz I used to ride over this track as a drover But I'm not gonna do it again No I'm not gonna do it again Got the cool air a-blowing and the CD a-going And a cooler full of lemonade, too Not like it was when we walked the big mobs Way the hell down the Barcoo Way the hell down the Barcoo Had the rot and the sandy blight too Weevils in the flour and the cook gettin' sour Way the hell down the Barcoo Yeah way the the hell down the Barcoo (that's right) Now my old ringer mates were shown the bush gates when the choppers and bikes came along The hobbles and bell rung out the death knell An old way of life dead and gone Oh, an old way of life dead and gone But a man's gotta keep moving on So they recycled me, made a truckie out of me Now I gotta keep moving on Hey I gotta keep this rig rolling on Got a pretty big load on a bitumen road And the needle's on 110 Got a big mob of wheels and a whole lot of steers Rolling 'cross the Top End Hey rollin' 'cross the Top End, yeah |
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