Тексты песен «Bogle Eric»

Always Back To You -Eric Bogle Well they say the heart's a lonely hunter, always searching for a home That in every soul there is hunger, to find the place where it belongs I came to this land as a stranger, year...

Aussie Barbeque -Eric Bogle When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land Round countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands of glum Australians watching as the lunch goes up in flames By the...

When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land Round countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands of glum Australians watching as the lunch goes up in flames By the smoke and the smell you can...

"Dan" by Eric Bogle I'm pleased to meet you, my name's Dan, and I'm an honest working man A tarnished badge, they tell me, but it's one I wear with pride A fair day's work for a fair day's pay, I've always lived...

FRONT ROW COWBOY (Eric Bogle) 1. On Saturday mornings I'd ride to the movies, Booted and spurred on my horse made of tin Tie-up my cyi-use outside on the pavement Lay down my sixpence and mosey on in. I'd...

Somebody's Moggy by the side of the road Somebody's pussy who forgot his highway code Someone's favorite feline who ran clean out of luck When he ran onto the road and tried to argue with a truck Yesterday he purred and...

I Hate Wogs -Eric Bogle I'm a dicky-dye Australian guy and me name is Blooey Schmidt. I love this sunburned country and I'm bloody proud of it And I love our simple way of life and the things we all hold dear Like...

In comes the train,and the whole platform shakes, it stops with a shudder,and a screaming of brakes, my leaving has come and my weary soul aches, i'm leaving my nancy o. You stand there beside me determinedly gay, we...

Oh, I used to have a doggie and I called him little Gomez Because he was a Mexican Chihuahua Though there wasn’t much to him what there was all cojones In fact he was a randy little fella big dogs, small dogs were...

Children are born with trust in their eyes it's the first thing that we betray Children are born believing in magic it's the first thing we take away Fill them with doubt instead of magic and fear instead of trust...

1. Well, how do you do, Private William McBride, Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside? And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun, I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done. And I see by your gravestone...

NO MAN'S LAND (Eric Bogle) 1. Well, how'd you do, Private William McBride? Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside? I'll rest here awhile in the warm summer sun, I've been walking all day, Lord, and...

Somebody's moggy by the side of the road Somebody's pussy who forgot his highway code Someone's favorite feline who ran clean out of luck When he ran on to the road and tried to argue with a truck...

Well for fifty years and more I've been a Cocky Of fire and flood and drought I've lived through plenty This country's dust and mud have shared my tears and blood But it's nearly over now --now I'm easy I married a...

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I can see the Southern Cross tonight While here below, bathed in it's light The Dreamtime land safe, snug and tight is sleeping Wrapped in complacency and contentedness No discordant sounds disturb our rest While...

The saddest sound I've ever heard Is the song of the hump-backed whale His moans and sighs and his eerie cries Sing a sad familiar tale For he sighs and blows as if he knows His race is nearly run And that soon with all...

THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA Eric Bogle Now when I was a young man I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover. From...

The Bogle Bo (or Bugaboo) When I was in my prenticeship and learning of my trade, I courted my master's daughter, which made my heart right glad. I courted her both summers days and winter nights also But I never could...

THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST I've hear them liltin', at the ewe milkin,' Lasses a-liltin' before dawn of day. Now there's a moanin', on ilka green loanin'. The flowers of the forest are a' wede away. As boughs...