Road train blues

 

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1. Another day is dawning out on the lonely plain,

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    here am I a'drovin' on the big beef train.

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    There's drivers there before me, some behind me, too,

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    just like me I know they've got the road train blues.

 

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You drive all night and listen to the engine groan,

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with lots of time to think about the folks back home,

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I've always been a wanderer, had these ramblin' shoes,

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guess that I was born to know the road train blues.

 

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2. I’d better stop and get out, a careful check to make,

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    I hope there's nothing going or about to break.

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    No time to boil a billie, got no time to lose,

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    gotta keep a rollin' with my road train blues.

 

+ CHORUS

 

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3. I'll bet in every wagon, there's a beast that's down,

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    you've got to get him on his feet and turned around.

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    You sweat and curse and struggle, get knocked about and bruised,

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    your temper's getting shorter with the road train blues.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You drive all night and listen to the engine groan,

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with lots of time to think about the folks back home,

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I've always been a wanderer, had these ramblin' shoes,

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guess that I was born to know the road train blues.

 

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4. Your eyes are nearly blinded by the red bulldust,

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    I hope there's nothing going or about to bust.

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    Tourist buses passing, on a pleasure cruise,

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    they wave and seem to mock your rollin' road train blues.

 

+ CHORUS

 

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    + I guess that I was born to know the road..... train.... blues.

 

(orig. = capo 3rd)    (Slim Dusty)