Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Humpin' My Bluey , by - John Williamson. Song from the album Wildlife Warriors - It's Time, in the genre КантриRelease date: 24.11.2006
Record label: Emusic
Song language: English
Humpin' My Bluey |
| Wouldn’t you like to ride along a country road |
| I’ll give you a gentle push |
| I swell with pride to see the countryside |
| When I wander aimlessly through the bush |
| 'Cause that’s where I get my music |
| And that’s where I live my life |
| You can call me a jolly swagman if you like |
| Call it humpin' my bluey, I reckon that’s the style |
| So why don’t you climb aboard with me, along the road a while |
| Been workin' in the big smoke, singin' at the pub |
| I talk to people everywhere — they still love the scrub |
| Longing for a piece of land and the Eucalyptus air |
| So why don’t you come with me, I’ll take you there |
| Maybe we’ll find a shack somewhere |
| Plant an avocado tree |
| With fences only to deep out the cows |
| Share a dream with me |
| I’ve spent some time in your town, at every waterhole |
| 'Cause I must drink a big brown land to quench a thirsty soul |
| From W. A along the Nullabor and north to the black soil plains |
| Through cattle, sheep and hills of golden grain |
| The snow on Kosciusko |
| My friends in the Territory |
| Springtime in Tasmania, it all belongs to me |