I thank the good Lord For sending you I believe in miracles Yeah now I do And I can't help but thinking Someone upstairs made a big blue But I gotta thank
Some men like the horses Some men like to drink Some men like to scratch their chins and Sit around and think Some men like the pulpit Some men like the
I'm gonna raise the Titanic Sail across the Atlantic And this time it ain't gonna sink I'm gonna sit here in this chair With this beer and declare It'
Grandpa had a piano it was built in 1904 He brought it down from Sydney town before the First World War He'd sit down and crack his knuckles put his glasses
I woke up this morning smelling like lemons Salt on the back of my hands Mouth was so dry I couldn't even spit My eyes felt like they were full of sand
They say men and women are worlds apart And neither one are willing to travel that far But I never bought in to psychological stuff And never claimed
Got any plans for the weekend Cause I've got an idea Lets do something we ain't done in a couple years Lets roll out on the highway and we'll wave the
There's a tyre on the rope above the swimming hole Where Danny and Dave and Tim would go Make up stories 'bout girls they know Brothers and best friends
Don't know what it is but I kinda like it Maybe it's love Maybe it's not Don't know what it is but I kinda like it Kinda like it a lot She slid across
My mama told me not to play the guitar Stuck in a bottle neck you won't get far Hanging around with your sleeping in friends Elegant women, here I go
You're always in the fridge or on the phone How the hell would you know you're never home I go to work, to keep this family fed Good try pal but you won
We'd better stop before we go Look to the left and right and go a little slow Take some time just to see if we are really meant to be The whole world
They're telling me to stop singing country That kind of music ain't much chop Record company man said hey Mr. Brand Why don't you start singing some pop
Just how far does the universe go Does it ever end, you say you want to know Just how high can you count Before the numbers all runs out Who built the
Well I've never loved another like I love you You taught this cheating heart to want to stay at home And now I know that I could never live without you
I've travelled across the country On every beaten track From the sugar cane to the Nullabor Plain And I've been to Burke and back But there's nothing
Gonna jump back on this two lane highway Set my wheels in motion back to you I've been gone so long now girl Your memory's all I've got to see me through
He's an old hand at fixing cars and bailing hay And there's nothing he can't do on that old farm He's tougher than leather for a man his age But he's