| There’s no stars in the sky tonight
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| And the stockman has his eye on the change
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| The ants are busy, you can smell the Gidgee
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| There’s a warm breeze blowing, like summer’s coming early
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| And Longreach is praying for rain
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| The family is out on the verandah
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| And there’s lightening way out in the west
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| To have relief for our hopes and fears
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| How it would bring mum and dad to tears
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| It’s the best sign of moisture we’ve had for years
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| And Longreach is praying for rain
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| Yeah, Longreach is praying «send her down, Hue»
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| Longreach is praying for rain
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| Saw the weatherman on the ABC
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| A good sign, it’s raining in Alice
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| There’s a song of hope whispering in the leaves
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| Grandma’s complaining 'bout the pain in her knees
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| And Longreach is praying for rain
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| There’s dust whipping up on the claypans
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| And the horses are frisky tonight
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| Awaken good spirits with a change in the weather
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| Squatters and workers all drinking together
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| The thunderclaps getting louder and louder
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| And Longreach is praying for rain
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| Yeah, Longreach is praying «send her down, Hue»
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| Longreach is praying for rain |