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Gods Own Country

Richard Poile

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Gods Own Country

35 просмотров · 8 дней назад
Richard Poile
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35 просмотров · 8 дней назад
Country song about life in the Australian outback. Its harshness, its beauty, and how the First Nations people tell their knowledge to generations, and how you can live there if you listen to the land. It really is God's own country. ‪@RichardPoile63‬ Lyrics: [Verse 1] Red dust settles on the old tin gate Sun comes hard and the days run late Water’s a promise in a rusted drum Still we laugh when the hard times come [Pre-Chorus] You learn to mend what the country breaks And thank the Lord for the bread it makes [Chorus] This is God’s own country, rough and wide With a hard-earned smile and a faithful stride Every dry creek bed, every weathered tree Has a little more to teach a man like me Life is tough, but the heart runs free Out where the red earth meets the sea [Verse 2] A wedge-tail circles the stockyard wire Coolabah roots hold against the fire Kangaroo tracks cross the morning clay And the silence tells you where to stay [Break] [Verse 3] The First Peoples read every stone and star Know where the sweet springs and old trails are Their stories carry the land’s deep name Through flood and drought, through wind and flame We walk with care where their knowledge leads Respecting the country, its laws and needs [Pre-Chorus] You learn to listen before you roam The land gives back when you call it home [Chorus] This is God’s own country, rough and wide With a hard-earned smile and a faithful stride Every dry creek bed, every weathered tree Has a little more to teach a man like me Life is tough, but the heart runs free Out where the red earth meets the sea [Bridge] When the night lays silver on the spinifex And the stars burn clear as a promise kept I count every blessing the long day brings A full water tank and the song of wings [Break] [Final Chorus] This is God’s own country, rough and wide Where the brave find joy on the harder side From the ancient tracks to the homestead door There’s beauty waiting in a thousand forms Life is tough, but the heart runs free Out where the red earth meets the sea Yeah, life is hard, but it’s good to me In this wide brown land, where I’m meant to be