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A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
Appreciates a wine with him at night
She tries to find the sparkle she searchs but it's gone
With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright
Her man has gone all quiet e's not at ease
He doesn't feel at home hes hard to please
He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
He needs to walk for hours through the trees
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No a bushman cant survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bite
He's working with his hands today on a building site
He can smell the cypress on the floor
It takes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pines
No shearing no ploughing anymore
His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep
Tired of searching gardens for the sheep
His mater doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood
His love for open spaces runs too deep
CHORUS
He tries to please his woman the lady of his life
He's standing at a party with a plate
She finds him on the balcony staring at the moon
An old familiar face he can relate
CHORUS
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inand river
Out there where the yelloe belly bite
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life Appreciates a wine with him at night She tries to find the sparkle she searchs but it's gone With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright Her man has gone all quiet e's not at ease He doesn't feel at home hes hard to please He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street He needs to walk for hours through the trees CHORUS No a bushman cant survive on city lights Opera rock and roll and height of heights His moon shines on the silver brigalow Shimmers down the inland river flow Out there where the yellow belly bite He's working with his hands today on a building site He can smell the cypress on the floor It takes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pines No shearing no ploughing anymore His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep Tired of searching gardens for the sheep His mater doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood His love for open spaces runs too deep CHORUS He tries to please his woman the lady of his life He's standing at a party with a plate She finds him on the balcony staring at the moon An old familiar face he can relate CHORUS His moon shines on the silver brigalow Shimmers down the inand river Out there where the yelloe belly bite
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