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Slim Dusty : Tonight the Woolshed Swings lyrics

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Slim Dusty lyrics : "Tonight the Woolshed Swings"

Featuring: Phil Emmanuel
Anne Kirkpatrick


Slim Dusty Tonight the Woolshed Swings Lyrics:
Oh the floods have cut the main road off we can't get into town
And the squatters in an awful state he thinks his sheep might drown

we've oiled out tongs and cutters up so the rust can't get our things
And we're gonna make the best of it for tonight the woolshed swings


Oh the squatters' daughters have snuck out to keep us company
And to show us all the disco steps for our corroboree
Old Bart beats on a kero tin while Dan the presser sings

Oh they may not be a symphony but tonight the woolshed swings

The ringer's got an old ram stag he's a waltzin' round the floor

The old man tells the learners of the tallies he has shore
The rousie and the jackaroo are fightin' in the wings
And we've got our share of stubbies so tonight the woolshed swings

I'll say that

[Guitar Solo]


Oh the rain is beating on the roof old Dan is spruiking strong
And the cook's into the rum bottle and bursting into song

And no one gives a damn right now just what tomorrow brings
Oh there's bound to be some achin' heads but tonight the woolshed swings


Now time is pressin' onwards and the cook has just passed out
And the learners and the Jackaroo just shore the roustabout
The floor show came to a sudden halt when the squatters' wife marched in

Now the girls are marchin' out the door but still the woolshed swings

And the ringer's got an old ram stag he's a waltzin' round the floor

The old man tells the learners of the tallies he has shore
The rousie and the jackaroo are fightin' in the wings
And we've got our share of stubbies but tonight the woolshed swings


[Guitar Solo]


Oh the ringer and the old ram stag have just fell down the chute
And the rousies sportin' shiners and one of them's a beaut
The squatter's lookin' for the fool who let the woollies out

Ah tomorrow there'll be hell to pay but tonight it's fun no doubt

Yeah no one gives a damn right now just what tomorrow brings

The boss might even sack us all but tonight the woolshed swings
Play it there Phil

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