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I Stay Awake And Wonder
02:38
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I never ever had a doubt
About how it would all work out
But now I lay awake and wonder
If I might be wrong
What broke the spell that I was under
Under for so long
Now black and white has turned to grey
Dusk and dawn replace the day
And it’s a certainty no longer
About what I have to say
I’m feeling weak instead of stronger
I change my mind from day to day
I’ve got to make a new start
Have a change of heart
I’ve got to get a new plan
Be a new man if I can
I never ever had a doubt
About how it would all turn out
But I look in the mirror every morning
And lord it tells me the truth
I greet each greying hair good morning
And kiss goodbye to my youth
I’ve got to make a new start
Have a change of heart
Get a new plan
If I can
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2. |
Up In The Bedroom
03:01
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Well I’m standing and I’m watching outside your front door
There’s a car parked in the driveway and I know that car’s not yours
Upstairs in the bedroom a dim red light comes on
Up in the bedroom I wonder what’s going on
Up in the bedroom I wonder what’s going on
I’ve been walking I’ve been dreaming always seem to end up here
Neighbors and policemen trying to kick me out of their street
I’ve been sacked Ive been kicked out my phone calls are left unanswered
Up in the bedroom I wonder what’s going on
I’ve been checking up on Facebook following all your tweets
I got a car no one knows about I park it at the end of your street
In your driveway must be a tradesman but he left his tools in his white van
Up in the bedroom I wonder what’s going on
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3. |
Note To Hilary's Kids
03:42
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I don’t know where you are I don’t even know your names
but I know you’re out there somewhere so I’ll write this just the same
I trust this finds you well I hope life is treating you OK
I know this comes out of the blue but there’s something I’d like to say
I just found out your mother died quite a while ago
Nobody told me there’s no reason I should know
But you see, I knew your mother in my last year of school
She was in the brainy class and I was a sporting fool
She took a shine to me I’ve got no idea why
She was the first girl I ever kissed and the first to make me cry
I called her mine it didn’t last very long
She let me down gently said it was time to move along
Well I never went back to school and then she moved away
I heard her name mentioned now and then ‘till I found out yesterday
I still have a letter that your mother wrote to me
And takes me straight back to that summer and love’s mystery
I’d like to let you know but I don’t know where to start
That a little piece of Hilary lives on in my heart
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4. |
The Leaving Song
04:03
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Gonna get up in the morning believe I’ll dust my broom
by the time the day is dawning I’ll be clearing out my room
One more cup of coffee Then I’ll be gone
No one here to stop me I’m moving on
Yes I’m leaving I’ve been gone to long
Yes I’m coming I’m singing a leaving song
Wrote my landlord a letter sent him off a cheque
Even though I’m leaving here forever I don’t want to leave any debt
The kid next door can have my car I’ve given him the keys
The only things I’m taking with me are some clothes and a few CDs
Yes I’m coming I’ll be home soon
The ‘plane flies in to Adelaide Thursday afternoon
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5. |
Mining Boom
02:52
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Good news Mike steps up to the plate
He says here’s the way were going to save our state
Don’t worry about housing don’t worry about health
Here’s the way were going to spread the wealth
It’s a mining boom It’ll be here soon
A mining boom It will lift the gloom
It’s all out there in the desert
All we got to do is get it
It’s a mining boom a mining boom
We’re gunna dig a big hole and sell it to China
All our sons and daughters are going to be miners
Wear a safety vest fly in fly out fly in fly out fly in fly out
If it’s in the ground we’re gunna dig it out
It’s a mining boom It’ll be here soon
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6. |
Fishing
03:26
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I met an old friend I had not seen for years
I said lets go out and have some beers
He said I’ve got a better idea man
Lets go fishing
Well for me fishing’s a metaphor for life
Just a lot of sitting around hoping and wishing
But we went out anyway a few weeks later
In the tinny that he bought with his divorce money
And he said to me
He said how’s your love life you were always one for the ladies
I said gimme a break man that was back in the early 1980s
Those days have well and truly passed me by
Oh no man your wrong he said and let me tell you why
There’s a lot of hot babes all waiting out there
Just craving some old fat bloke with thinning hair
And if you’re broke that’s even better that really gets em going
‘Cause there’s nothing they like better
Than cooking cleaning and sewing
I did not take much comfort from that proposition
I just threw out another line and got on with my fishing
But then I started thinking maybe he’s right
You know something like sexy lady looking for a man with bad eyesight
That’s when I realised we’d been out there too long
We caught nothing edible our bait was all wrong
I said stuff this man I’ve had a gut full
He said yeah lets go to the pub and have a schnitzel
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7. |
Five Men In A Car
04:30
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Five men in a car not sure where we are
But we’re going somewhere - we’ll get there
It’s 4am on and we’re still hours away
Only trucks and us on this giant highway
Five men in a car
Towns go bye, they’re just names
Refuelling stops on our road to fame
We’ve been here before - maybe now Im not sure
But it looks the same as the place before
Now it’s my turn to drive
The oil light comes on outside Nundroo
If we break down out here not sure what we’ll do
Roadhouse food near Gundagai
Could be Horsham or Hay or Lismore or Yass or Narrabri
Roadhouse food
Roadhouse blues
Five men in a car
Five men in a car
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8. |
Grand Junction Road
03:51
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It runs alongside the city past all the things they don’t want you to see
And it goes to all the places where you don’t want to be
It’s the home of the hi-vis shirt and the clapped out Commodore
Of smokes hang in’ out the window and one eye out for the law
There’s no prestigious location, no desirable postcode
There’s nothing up and coming on Grand Junction Road
At the IGA near Addison Road
They do their best to keep it clean well stocked and in straight rows
But in the car park there’s a deal going down
Between young men so far gone they’re barely human
And on the corner there’s a girl so stoned she can hardly stand
When just a mile or two down the road she could be kicking heels off in the sand
There’s bottle shops selling to the always pissed
Street girls servicing the never kissed
Late night pokies for the barely missed
Truck loads of crap for the Wingfield tip
It’s the place you go to make a living
It’s not the place you want to live in
You won’t find nothin’ to ease your load
Driving down Grand Junction Road
My father worked in a factory there, just down from the prison
Sometimes six days a week but most often seven
I wonder what he thought about all those years he drove
First thing every morning down Grand Junction Road
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9. |
Another Place
03:12
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Take a trip across the ocean or a shack by the sea
You can go just any place where you’d like to be
On a tropical island or buy a mountain stream
I can go just anywhere but only in my dreams
I gotta do something before I get old
But all of this waiting round eats away at my soul
And it’s always better in another place
Always better in another place
I want to run my own race
And not be cut down
On a tropical island or by a mountain stream
I can go just anywhere but only in my dreams
Because here I’ve got nothing I’m stuck in this hole
The only place I ever see my name is written on my dole form
And it’s always better in another place
Always better in another place
I want to go where I can run my own race
And not be cut down
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10. |
Nullarbor
03:30
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11. |
I'm Waiting
03:20
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I got there at the appointed time
I waited and waited until it was way past nine
I said to myself What do I bother for?
But I knew in my heart I’d wait forever more
I’d wait for you till the moon turns blue
I’d wait for you till they sky falls through
I’m waiting I’m waiting
Ever since you stood me up I’ve been down and out
I’ve been walking around I’ve been crying out
You’re in my heart and you’re on my mind
And I’ll wait for you until the end of time
I’ll wait for you till the moon turns blue
I’ll wait for you till the sky falls through
I’m waiting I’m waiting
I waited alone at a table for two
I drank all the wine I checked on the time
I waited and waited and waited for a sign
I’ll wait for you till the moon turns blue
I’ll wait for you till the sky falls through
I’m waiting I’m waiting
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12. |
Bye and Bye
03:20
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Sometimes it seems like forever that you’re waiting
Like waiting for a bust that will never come
And life goes by bye and bye
Life goes by bye and bye
You can spend all your time at the station
Looking up the track
And then you spend all your time on the train
Looking back
At life go by bye and bye
Life goes by bye and bye
You can spend all the days of your life saving
You can save all the life in you’re days waiting
As life goes by bye and bye
Life goes by bye and bye
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Don Morrison Adelaide, Australia
“Don Morrison is a larger than life character who is smaller than he should be in terms of fame and success. He could have been Paul Kelly, or John Mellencamp, or Bruce Springsteen, and to some loyal followers he is in the same category as these well known troubadours. Circumstances have prevented Don from achieving similar levels of fame, but he is a local treasure none the less." ... more
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