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Truck Songs
Slim Dusty Lyrics


Dieseline Dreams He leans out the window and waves to his Mum You'd…
Gotta Keep Moving Gotta keep movin' an' I'm feelin' good, Got that diesel roa…
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…
One Truckie's Epitaph My Dad drove a rig on the northcoast run, and we'd…
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…
Under The Spell Of Highway One "Under The Spell Of Highway One" lyrics Slim Dusty Lyrics Pl…


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