《A Picture Of Home(Live From Australia/1973 / 1996 Remaster)》歌词

[00:00:00] A Picture Of Home (Live) (1996 Digital Remaster) (Live) - Slim Dusty (西林·得斯提)

[00:00:26] My story swings around the bunch of soldiers

[00:00:32] Resting close behind the battle scene

[00:00:36] There were men from many nations represented

[00:00:41] A rugged cup united nations team

[00:00:46] They spoke about their own beloved homeland

[00:00:51] Resting far from all the tortured battle scenes

[00:00:55] On this day the lad who claimed the most attention

[00:01:01] A young Australian soldier who began

[00:01:08] Oh I have never claimed to be a Namatjira

[00:01:13] I have never taken up the painters brush

[00:01:18] But i hope my lads I'll paint for you a picture

[00:01:23] Of my homeland in the wide Australian bush

[00:01:28] Have you ever seen the western plains at sundown

[00:01:33] And the firey streaks that seem to blaze across

[00:01:37] And then later in the evenin' see a ghost gum

[00:01:42] And then silently we meet the Southern Cross

[00:01:49] Have you ever heard the wild swan in it's calling

[00:01:53] In the stillness of some far away lagoon

[00:01:58] Or seen the place where brumbies come to water

[00:02:03] They always come at the rising of the moon

[00:02:08] Have you ever wandered through some burning gully

[00:02:13] In springtime when the wattles are in bloom

[00:02:17] If you've never then you've never known the sweetness

[00:02:22] That fills the air around with it's perfume

[00:02:28] Have you ever gazed upon a peaceful homestead

[00:02:32] With the old Blue Mountains standing in the view

[00:02:37] See the homestead cattle grazing by the river

[00:02:42] From the hillside bounds an old man kangaroo

[00:02:47] In the ev'nin see the smoke rise from the chimney

[00:02:52] Tells that day is done and soon its time for tea

[00:02:57] Hear the jackass laughter ringing through the bushland

[00:03:01] Well that's God's own country and home sweet home to me

[00:03:07] Have you ever seen a wheat field in the morning

[00:03:11] When the dawn wind ripples through the golden grain

[00:03:16] Or wandered through the farmlands in the dawn time

[00:03:21] And smelt their earthly sweetness after rain

[00:03:26] Oh I have never claimed to be a Namatjira

[00:03:31] As I'd said before I've never used a brush

[00:03:36] But I hope my lads I've painted you a picture

[00:03:40] Of my homeland in the wide Australian bush