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Collecting Alby
03:10
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Alby wears a pork pie hat
Walks like a man with things to do
He carries an old shopping bag
It’s red white and blue
Alby collects up bottles
And aluminium cans
Then he sells them at the depot
For whatever he can
I’ve seen him at the oval
I’ve seen him at the park
I’ve seen him up on main street
Collecting after dark
And every Monday evening
He comes over late at night
And collects up all the bottles
We leave out by the light
Should I go home to bed or drink another beer?
Alby needs the bottle so I guess the answer’s clear
Collecting Alby collecting Alby
May your bag be full of empties
May your eagle eye stay true
May the handles on your shopping bag
Never fail on you
May you collect up all the empties
In the Southern Hemisphere
And the pile that they make
Go through the stratosphere
Collecting Alby Collecting Alby
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2. |
John Kelly's Calendar
03:44
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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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3. |
Please
03:14
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When you were a stranger
You filled my life with danger
You were my one secret thrill
Then when you were my lover
I dreamed of no other
You were the centre of my will
Please
When you came around to my place
I know the smile on my face
Was bright enough to light up half the world
And when we were together
I knew it was forever
I was the lucky man with the special girl
Please
I heard you tell the other guy
You’ll call him back in just a minute
I heard you tell the other guy
Between you and me there’s nothing in it
Please
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4. |
Pat Malone
04:32
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I was travelling in a foreign town
When a stranger flagged me down
I was lost and far from home
When I first met Pat Malone
After a while we went our separate ways
And for many years he disappeared never leaving a trace
Then in a crowded bar I was drinking alone
He said “Remember me? - I’m Pat Malone”
He brings no comfort he brings no cheer
That’s just the way it is when he’s here
But when the nights are long
There’s nothing else to do but drink with Pat Malone
I’ve known him now for many years
And we have shared a million tears
But I could not call him a friend
He’s just someone I see now and then
He brings no comfort he brings no cheer
That’s just the way it is when he’s here
But when the nights are long
There’s nothing else to do but drink with Pat Malone
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5. |
Waiting
03:03
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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 you’re 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 your days waiting
As life goes by bye and bye
Life goes by bye and bye
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6. |
It Didn't Look Good
02:42
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I woke up late it was the weekend
I’d been out all night driving and drinking
I went down to the shops for some milk and bread
And a newspaper to keep ahead
Of current affairs and world events
And maybe find a place even cheaper to rent
I opened the paper up to page three
And there was a picture a picture of me
And oh no it didn’t look good
Well it didn’t mention me by name
But the caption read “Our streets of shame”
My phone started ringing off the hook
My mother wanting to know if I was a crook
My sister my brother an old girlfriend
Asking me about gaol and if so when
I tried to explain that the rag’s depiction
Was a vicious piece of trumped of fiction
But oh no it didn’t look good
Here’s what happened these are the facts
This is what made the whole city react
I was hurrying through the bad part of town
When I saw some papers hit the ground
I bent over and picked up that envelope
And handed it straight back to a shady looking bloke
Who looked like he’d be pretty good in a tussle
And the guy that was with him had plenty of muscle
That was that I walked away
I’ve only got one more thing to say
I was never questioned by any officials
After being fingered in the local epistle
They filled up their paper with a pile of crap
And left me swinging to take the rap
But Oh no it didn’t look good
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7. |
Secret
03:05
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Let me tell you a secret
Let me whisper in your ear
Move closer so you can hear me now
And no one else can hear
Hold me if you need to
If it makes my words sound clear
Wrap your arms around me
So no one else can hear
Oh don’t kiss me now I still need to speak
Oh don’t kiss me now till my secret is ours to keep
I know I can trust you
It’s something I can feel
‘Cause now we share a secret
That no one else can steal
Oh kiss me now I don’t need to speak
Oh kiss me now my secret is ours to keep
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8. |
So Blue
03:21
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Sometimes we talk about it
And it makes perfect sense
We just can’t be together
There’s too much difference
But if we’re so organised
And don’t need to compromise
Then why do I
Feel so blue without you I feel so blue without you
I feel so blue without you I feel so blue without you
You’re from the Eastern suburbs
And I’m from way out west
Sometimes when you start talking
To me it makes no sense
But if I’m no good for you
And you’re no good for me
Then why do I
Feel so blue without you I feel so blue without you
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9. |
Sydney Train
03:47
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My girl has gone to Sydney on the evening train
My girl has gone to Sydney on the evening train
Once she sees those city lights she won’t be back again
I’m standing on the platform I heard that whistle blow
I’m standing on the platform I heard that whistle blow
My girl has gone to Sydney I hate to see her go
I heard that whistle blowin’ all the way down the track
I heard that whistle blowin’ all the way down the track
My girl has gone to Sydney and she ain’t coming back
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10. |
The Hardest Call
03:16
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It’s the hardest call
It’s the hardest call
It’s the biggest call
When you gonna say it’s all right
When you gonna say come home
When you gonna say we should be together
When you gonna pick up the phone
It’s the hardest call
It’s the hardest call
It’s the biggest call
When you gonna say it’s over
When you gonna say we’re through
When you gonna say there’s no future
There’s no more me and you
That’s the hardest call
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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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