Cootamundra Wattle    (video)    (intro)

 

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1. Don’t go lookin’ through that old camphor box, woman,

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    you know those old things only make you cry.

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    When you dream upon that little bunny rug,

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    makes you think that life has passed you by.

 

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2. There are days when you wish the world would stop, woman,

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    but then you know some wounds would never heal.

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    When I browse the early pages of the children,

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    it’s then I know exactly how you feel.

 

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Hey, it’s July, and the winter sun is shining,    

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and the Cootamundra wattle is my friend.

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For all at once my childhood never left me,    

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’cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.

 

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3. It’s Sunday and you should stop the worry, woman

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    come out here and sit down in the sun.

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    Can’t you hear the magpies in the distance ?

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    Don’t you feel the new day has begun ?

 

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4. Can’t you hear the bees making honey, woman,

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    in the spotted gums where the bell birds ring ?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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    You might grow old and bitter ‘cause you missed it,      

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    you know some people never hear such things

 

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5. Don’t buy the daily papers any more, woman,

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    read all about what’s goin’ on in hell.

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    They don’t care to tell the world of kindness,

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    good news never made a paper sell.

 

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6. There’s all the colours of the rainbow in the garden, woman,

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    and symphonies of music in the sky,

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    heaven’s all around us if you’re lookin’

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    but how can you see it if you cry?

 

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(orig. = capo 1st)    (John Willamson)