《I Can Still Hear Dad Swearing》歌词

[00:00:00] I CAN STILL HEAR DAD SWEARING

[00:00:09] When I was a kid we worked without pay

[00:00:13] I loved best the harvest and stookin’ the hay

[00:00:17] Sisters and brothers in knockabout clothes

[00:00:21] They were the good days and good times were those

[00:00:25] I can still hear dad swearin’ when we let down the gap

[00:00:29] And the horses spread out through the stooks on the flat

[00:00:32] And poor old mum scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:00:36] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:00:42] I helped with the musterin’ for the shearings in June

[00:00:46] And worked in the shed through the long afternoons

[00:00:49] Pickin’ up fleeces and sweepin’ the board

[00:00:54] And fetchin’ the lunches I did what I could

[00:00:58] I can still hear dad swearin’ at the stubborn old ewes

[00:01:01] And we dared not repeat any words that he used

[00:01:05] And poor old mum scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:01:08] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:01:22] We all learned to ride on the old pony mare

[00:01:25] But the big rangy vealers were more than a dare

[00:01:29] We’d bring up the cows to the old cattle yard

[00:01:32] The ground where we rode them was dusty and hard

[00:01:37] I can still hear dad swearin’ when we rode our old bull

[00:01:41] Straight into the chaff shed and out through the wall

[00:01:44] And poor old mum scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:01:48] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:01:54] Dad bought me a shotgun when I was 14

[00:01:58] I soon got my chance to show I was keen

[00:02:01] The dogs were all barkin’ so I went for a look

[00:02:05] And a mangy old fox was there stealin’ the chooks

[00:02:08] I can still hear dad swearin’ when I splattered with shot

[00:02:13] The rear of the outhouse whilst shootin’ that fox

[00:02:17] And poor old mum scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:02:20] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:02:35] Twas many long hours we spent with the dogs

[00:02:39] Flushin’ out rabbits from the old hollow logs

[00:02:41] In the foothills and scrub where the gullies abound

[00:02:46] We knew all the places where game could be found

[00:02:51] I can still hear dad swearin’ as we burnt that old log

[00:02:54] The day the big snake bit his best kelpie dog

[00:02:58] And poor old mum scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:03:01] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:03:07] But those days have vanished like childhood they’ve flown

[00:03:11] An abandoned old house in the bush stands alone

[00:03:14] Where a ghostly old figure in a big floppy hat

[00:03:19] Still brings us our lunch through the stooks on the flat

[00:03:23] I can still dad swearin’ as we buried old mum

[00:03:26] As we stood by her grave in the warm autumn sun

[00:03:30] And still hear her scoldin’ like a bush woman can

[00:03:33] Pray the lord he’s not listenin’ to the talk from that man

[00:03:37] From the album “G’Day G’Day” October 1988

[00:03:40] Barcoo Bill