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Quotidian Man
03:21
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I'm walking along the foreshore, down by the beach
Where all the real estate is out of reach
Joggers jogging by, riders riding by
They'r huffin' puffin' shufflin' all aiming high
Self inmprovement is where it's at but I don't think I can cope with that 'caus
I'm just an ordinary man
I'm too blues for country, too hick for blues
There's gotta be an angle I can use
Maybe I should sing country - that's where it's at
but there's nothing more stupid than Lee Kernaghan's hat
I've got too much hair for jazz, not enough hair for rock
and everyone can see I've been aroun the block
and I'm just an ordinary man
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Fly Away
04:03
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Open Road
05:06
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They drove in silence for most of the day
Empty horizon not much to say
Then she said It’s empty he agreed that was true
No phone reception nothing they could do
So many things are closed on the open road
So they sat and waited beside the van
Alone and tiny in this wide empty land
Hoping that someone would help them on their way
But the road ahead was empty and the past too far away
So many things are closed on the open road
A car in the distance but he drove right by
Didn’t even look sideways who knows why
They saw the sticker on his back screen
A map of Australia with love it or leave
So many things are closed on the open road
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4. |
Sydney Train
03:32
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5. |
John Kelly's Calendar
03:53
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JOHN KELLYS CALENDAR
John Kelly has a calendar and he’s marked out all the days
787 until his retirement day
The office has a window, I watch the girls go by
I see the busses grinding on and catch a glimpse of blue sky
Once, between the buildings I saw a daylight moon
But I was brought back to earth all too soon
By another pointless meeting, one more stupid call
Some big shot down from Sydney supposed to motivate us all
And they sometimes ask me why do I stay
I ask myself that question every single day.
Sometimes we talk about it, John Kelly and I
And dream up ways to walk out and not even say goodbye
Maybe I could turn feral and grow veggies in the hills
Or buy up some sort of franchise for my lawn mowing skills
And they sometimes ask me Why do I stay
I ask myself that question every single day
Ahh but I’ve got my reasons
Like a year’s got it’s seasons
A man’s got to do what a man’s supposed to do
But I wonder what would happen If I believed I could fly
Would I take to the wing or come crashing down and die
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6. |
One Day
03:20
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ONE DAY
One day I’ll be rusting possums in the roof
Pigeons in the kitchen floorboards coming loose
The porch out the front has long since blown away
There was nothing left to shelter anyway
One day the old dog’s grave will be erased by time
Replaced by a fading keep out sign
Old sheets of Iron laying on the ground
Sheds and shelters falling down
But once there was a garden with fruit on the vine
A band on the verandah with dancing and wine
Once there was a wedding out on the back lawn
Once a little child was born
I’ve been renovated I’ve been bought and sold
Advertised as charming an investment one should hold
A renovators dream then land value only
Now no one seems to own me
But once there was a swing set kites flying in the breeze
Once there were little children climbing in the trees
I’ve seen a thousand goals kicked and many overs bowled
But now I’m just old
One day I’ll be empty standing all alone
Anyone that knew me long since dead and gone
One day I’ll be leaning wind howling through the door
No one knows my story any more
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7. |
Hound Dog Unplugged
03:27
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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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