Biografia:
David Gordon "Slim Dusty" Kirkpatrick (June 13, 1927 - September 19, 2003) was an Australian country music singer-songwriter.
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Outras músicas:
- Pub With No Beer
- A Fire Of Gidgee Coal
- Born To Be A Rolling Stone
- Camooweal
- Cattlemen From The High Plains
- Charleville
- Country Revival
- Cunnamulla Feller
- Duncan
- End Of The Canning Stock Route
- Gday Gday
- I Must Have Good Terbaccy When I Smoke
- Indian Pacific
- Innaminka Muster
- Keep The Lovelight Shining
- Lace Up Shoes
- Leave Him In The Long Yard
- Leave Him In The Longyard
- Lights On The Hill
- Little Boy Lost
- Lookin Forward Lookin Back
- Looking Forward Looking Back
- Lookn Forward Lookin Back
- My Pal Alcohol
- Old Time Country Halls
- Plains Of Peppimenarti
- Ringer From The Top End
- Rusty Its Goodbye
- Saddle Boy
- Singer From Down Under
- The Biggest Disappointment
- The Day We Sold The Farm
- Three Rivers Hotel
- Travellers Prayer
- Under The Spell Of Highway One
- Waltzing Matilda
- West Of Winton
- When The Rain Tumbles Down In July
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
G F C
[Verse]
C D
Let me tell you a little story bout the way things used to be
G F C
My Dad took me to Sydney back in 1943
F C AM
He said Son you’re not wearing those they’d call us bush galoots
G F C
If you went out and walked about in those high-heeled riding boots
[Chorus]
F C
But I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the range
F C AM
But that day back in 43 I could not pick and choose
G F C
The day me old man made me wear a pair of lace up shoes
[Verse]
C D
We went out to regal Zonophone on Parramatta road
G F C
We walked along Columbia lane where some famous feet have strode
F C AM
But the man in charge was not impressed, Don’t call us we’ll call you
G F C
And to make things worse my feet still hurt from those dammed new lace-up shoes
[Verse]
C D
And there were soldiers everywhere in town six o’clock was closing time
G F C
And if you didn’t tip everywhere you went the yanks won all the time
F C AM
I was pushed along as I dreamed of home where the skies were clean and blue
G F C
Far away from this rat race in town and big mobs with lace-up shoes
[Chorus]
F C
But I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the range
F C AM
But that day back in 43 I could not pick and choose
G F C
The day my old man made me wear a pair of lace-up shoes
[Verse]
C D
Now as I look back on the singing track since 1943
G F C
The harder I worked, you know old mate, the luckier I seemed to be
F C AM
But I’ve always sung of the old home run in the best was that I knew
G F C
But I still feel bad when I think of Dad and those dammed new lace-up shoes
[Chorus]
F C
Yeah I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the rage
F C AM
I’ve lived my life with few regrets, the same again I’d choose
G F C
And Be flat as a tack in this old felt hat with my pair of Williams shoes.
[Outro]
G F C
G F C
[Verse]
C D
Let me tell you a little story bout the way things used to be
G F C
My Dad took me to Sydney back in 1943
F C AM
He said Son you’re not wearing those they’d call us bush galoots
G F C
If you went out and walked about in those high-heeled riding boots
[Chorus]
F C
But I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the range
F C AM
But that day back in 43 I could not pick and choose
G F C
The day me old man made me wear a pair of lace up shoes
[Verse]
C D
We went out to regal Zonophone on Parramatta road
G F C
We walked along Columbia lane where some famous feet have strode
F C AM
But the man in charge was not impressed, Don’t call us we’ll call you
G F C
And to make things worse my feet still hurt from those dammed new lace-up shoes
[Verse]
C D
And there were soldiers everywhere in town six o’clock was closing time
G F C
And if you didn’t tip everywhere you went the yanks won all the time
F C AM
I was pushed along as I dreamed of home where the skies were clean and blue
G F C
Far away from this rat race in town and big mobs with lace-up shoes
[Chorus]
F C
But I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the range
F C AM
But that day back in 43 I could not pick and choose
G F C
The day my old man made me wear a pair of lace-up shoes
[Verse]
C D
Now as I look back on the singing track since 1943
G F C
The harder I worked, you know old mate, the luckier I seemed to be
F C AM
But I’ve always sung of the old home run in the best was that I knew
G F C
But I still feel bad when I think of Dad and those dammed new lace-up shoes
[Chorus]
F C
Yeah I stand back and laugh today at the way that times have changed
F C G
So many town-folk dressed as if they just stepped off the rage
F C AM
I’ve lived my life with few regrets, the same again I’d choose
G F C
And Be flat as a tack in this old felt hat with my pair of Williams shoes.
[Outro]
G F C
Slow Club
Slow Hollows
Slow J
Slowdive
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