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Spirit Of The Land

アーティスト:Hugh McDonald  アルバム:Spirit Of The Land 

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The rivers are dry across the land And the farmers fields have turned to sand ‘Cause the rain hasn’t come For two years going on three. The topsoils gone with the hot north wind Crops won’t grow and rust set in, And the cruel south wind of Winter brought no relief. And the old men in the public bar Talk of floods and droughts before, And as the night goes on and the conversations die, But the battlers won’t give up, It’s written on their hands and in their eyes, And the spirit of the land survives. On Saturday night in the Royal Hotel, Hank the Dutchman plays guitar, He sings country and Western favorites and requests, It used to be his second job, A bit of a laugh for a couple of bob, Now it’s all he’s got ‘cause his crops all died from thirst. So he spent his savings on cattle and sheep, Got some credit, got in too


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