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Sittin' On 80 (Remastered)
Slim Dusty Lyrics


A Truckie's Last Will and Testament I, John Austral, Truckie, being of unsound mind and bump…
Angel Of Goulburn Hill Well I picked up my load, hit the road on…
Answer To Billy It must be all of three years now since Billy…
Billinudgel Well it must-a been 'round 4.30 in the mornin, The first…
Boomaroo Flyer I run a large truck mister, And I live in Echuca…
Danger! Road Train Another day is dawning, out on the lonely plain, Here am…
Dead On Time He'd done this run for a long time now And he…
Dieseline Dreams He leans out the window and waves to his Mum You'd…
Dribbler Bill I see him still ole Dribbler Bill, his frame as…
Foggy Mirrors Daylight breaks, I check both mirrors, rub my eyes and…
From Here to There and Back A truckies reputation, Is anything but good, But we’d never …
Gonna Take My Dog for a Run Truck sounds & Gonna take my dog for a run, Gonna take…
Gotta Keep Moving Gotta keep movin' an' I'm feelin' good, Got that diesel roa…
Haulin' For The Double 'T' The spreads up north are pretty big and the western…
Hear 'Em Go That's Bob by the roar of his Maxidyne, And the beam…
Highway Fever This old rig of mine is home sweet home to…
I'm Married To My Bulldog Mack Rolling down the highway spittin’ out fumes, Listen to the 4…
Kelly's Offsider Well they told me tonight that Kelly's offsider just died I…
Kilometres Are Still Miles to Me Kilometres are still miles to me They separate from home and…
Long Black Road When I spend a week at home I just sit…
Mechanised Swaggies Im a mechanised swaggie in a Kenworth T950 I haul big…
Names Upon the Wall Men and women of the highway, And the biways of this…
Old Dingo His dusky, keen, old troubled eyes Reveal an awe about him A…
One Truckie's Epitaph My Dad drove a rig on the northcoast run, and we'd…
Recycled Ringer Got pretty big load on a bitumen road and the…
Road Train Blues Another day is dawning, out on the lonely plain, Here am…
Send 'Er Down Hughie! Oh the radio tells me it's raining But that I can…
Something In The Pilliga Looking forward, looking back I've come a long way down the…
Star Trucker Well now you see that feller in the Louieville he's got…
The Lady Is A Truckie Barefoot in the cabin Cause she had lost her shoes in…
The Lights On the Hill Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-yeah It's a long straight road and the engine…
Three Hundred Horses Three hundred horses patiently stand, Three hundred horses w…
Truckin's in My Blood Now for years I've pushed the semis through the fire…
Trucks On The Track Said the old working bullock to the draught horses mate The…
Under The Spell Of Highway One "Under The Spell Of Highway One" lyrics Slim Dusty Lyrics Pl…
White Line There's a lonely white line runnin' down the highway of…
You Take Her From Narrandera Those are the lights of Wyalong, mate, and It′s early…


Sandra


on One Truckie's Epitaph

My brother Terry Radke was the man Slim wrote the song for after he received a letter from Terry's youngest son, Lync. Thank you

Charley Boyter


on Axe Mark On a Gidgee

With horsebells to keep me company

Jake


on Your Country's Been Sold

You say you belong to Australia my friend
And rightly you’d die for this land to defend
But let us be honest, it’s sad but it’s true
Australia my friend doesn’t belong to you

Our country’s been sold by the powers that be
To big wealthy nations way over the sea
We couldn’t be taken by bayonets or lead
And so they decided to buy us instead

And talking of wars and the blood that was spilled
The widows, the crippled, the ones that were killed
And I often wonder if their ghosts can see
What’s happening now to their native country

I wonder if ghosts of the fallen can see
The crime and corruption and vast poverty
With a lost generation of youth on the dole
Who drift on life’s ocean without any goal

I once had a dream of our country so grand
The rivers outback irrigated the land
With towns and canals in that wasteland out there
And big inland cities with work everywhere

With profit from farming and factory and mine
Was used to develop a nation so fine
Then I woke from my dream into reality
That the wealth of our nation goes over the sea

Yeah you say you belong to Australia my friend
And rightly you’d die for this land to defend
But let us be honest, it’s sad but it’s true
Australia my friend doesn’t belong to you