Lyrics Paint Me a Wheelbarrow - John Williamson

Paint Me a Wheelbarrow

Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill
Test your endurance, test your skill
Where the sun is hot and the hills are slow
Ten grand to the winners
Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill
Test your endurance, test your skill
With a pick and shovel and an old crowbar
And a billy wrapped up in a blanket
Put your men through the toughest test
Half a dozen of the very best
The team to beat is from the west
I’m barrow through to Broken Hill
You’ve gotta be fit or the heat will kill
The man with the flag and the paint on his shirt
Loves the town like his mother
Push your wheelbarrow to Broken Hill
Test your endurance, test your skill
Quicker changes up the rise
Keep the driver sober
Paint me a purple billabong
Where the limbs are hollow but the roots are strong
Where the world is peaceful all day long
Oh, paint me a purple billabong
Where the limbs are hollow but the roots are strong
Where the world is peaceful all day long
Paint this country how it feels
A rusty roof, a horse on wheels
Shirts and singlets on the line
Little chance of rain
Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill
Test your endurance, test your skill
It’s gonna get harder every year
Stiffer competition
Paint me a pub, it’ll suit me fine
A bucket of yabbies and a barrel of wine
Paint me a Mallee tree down by the mine
Oh, paint me a pub, it’ll suit me fine
A bucket of yabbies and a barrel of wine
Paint me a wheelbarrow over the line