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letra de bogswamp - felicity urquhart & josh cunningham

[verse 1]
well, i can see the distant high beams of a road train on the track
but it’s so far away that i don’t hear a sound
just the cracklin’ of the twigs upon the coals of my campfire
my little dog and me and no one else around
just shy of weaner creek, we stopped and set up for the night
made a fire of coals beside a boab tree
the rusty ridge behind was glowin’ in the final rays of light
as i baked some spuds and brewed a pot of tea

[chorus]
on the track, on the track, on the trail
i’m itchin’ like a hobo when he hears that whistle wail
on the trail, on thе trail, on the track
driven like a bullock with thе stock whip on his back
i’ve been waylaid, unpaid, mislaid, forbade
betrayed, dismayed, delayed, derailed
blackmailed, curtailed, femaled
stuck in a bogswamp, quagmire, quicksand, pindan
barbed wire, flat tyre, bushfire, desire
once or twice, i might’ve even failed
but now i’m on the track, i’m on the trail
[verse 2]
later on, my songs were hitchin’ to the smoke as it was driftin’
risin’ high into the heavens up above
a gift of gratitude and wonder for the spell that i was under
made me serenade this country that i love

[chorus]
on the track, on the track, on the trail
i’m itchin’ like a hobo when he hears that whistle wail
on the trail, on the trail, on the track
driven like a bullock with the stock whip on his back
i’ve been waylaid, unpaid, mislaid, forbade
betrayed, dismayed, delayed, derailed
blackmailed, curtailed, femaled
stuck in a bogswamp, quagmire, quicksand, pindan
barbed wire, flat tyre, bushfire, desire
once or twice, i might’ve even failed
but now i’m on the track, i’m on the trail

[verse 3]
well, there’s a magic and a mystery to this land that gets you quickly
then eludes you as it slips right through your grasp
you can touch it in a song or a poem or a yarn
but you’ll never catch it in a photograph
when it gets its hooks into ya, you’ll be singin’ hallelujah
underneath a sky of diamonds deep and wide
when the sun breaks the horizon, it could feel like a baptizin’
as you watch in wonder by a riverside
[chorus]
on the track, on the track, on the trail
i’m itchin’ like a hobo when he hears that whistle wail
on the trail, on the trail, on the track
driven like a bullock with the stock whip on his back
i’ve been waylaid, unpaid, mislaid, forbade
betrayed, dismayed, delayed, derailed
blackmailed, curtailed, femaled
stuck in a bogswamp, quagmire, quicksand, pindan
barbed wire, flat tyre, bushfire, desire
once or twice, i might’ve even failed
but now i’m on the track, i’m on the trail
now i’m on the track, i’m on the trail

[outro]
oh, now i’m on the track, i’m on the
never turnin’ back, i’ll wander
with a heart that’s full of wonder
keep myself from goin’ under
still maybe a time or two, i’ll fail
but now i’m in the track, i’m on the trail

- felicity urquhart josh cunningham

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