Chords for Martyn Wyndham-Read & Iris Bishop - Whitby Folk Week 2011 - The Dusty Dry Outback

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For no good reason other than [Bb] out here [C] on the track
And heading for [F] the western [Bb] plains, [Cm] dusty, [Fm] dry out back _ _ _
It's hard to tramp through dust and heat, [Bb] no one [Gm] by [C] your _ side
[F] And never, never stretching out, [Gm] so [Cm] endless, long [F] and wide _ _
I _ leave behind the city [Bb] with people [Gm] and [C] the streets
[F] The push of heavy traffic and [C] the pounding [Cm] of [F] the feet
_ The _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ days are long, the nights come [Gm] on, stars shine [C] overhead
_ [F] The barren ground and grasses make my so [C]-called feathered [F] bed
_ _ I'm _ _ heading for the Lord knows [Gm] where, just distance in [D] between
_ [F] A _ riverbank or dry flat [Bb] plain, [C] somewhere I've [F] never been
_ _ I meet with men along the track, [Gm] they all have tales [C] to tell
[F] And some about they're searching [Gm] for my [C] old creek, [F] Roswell _ _
I _ take my time, there is no rush, [Gm] I have no place [C] to be
[F] I lay my swag down where I [Bb] like, my [C] beloved [F] barn or tree _
_ _ And _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _
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[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ when my final day comes round, [Gm] come it [C] surely will
[Fm] Just carve [F]
my name upon a tree [Bb] in [C] memory _ [F] of Bill _ _ _ _
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