Slim Dusty – An Independent Bloke (Guitar)
Capo 2
Key
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Chords
[Intro]
N.C.
Yeah, he was a real dried up old gravel voiced bushie this feller. I wonder where he is now?
A7 D G
[Verse 1]
G I was standin' in line all the mornin’ D To answer an ad that I saw C G Regarding a job on the council A7 D There was me and quite a few more C G A dried up ole bushie before me C D Pulled a battered old tin from his coat C G And from fine cut and Tally Ho papers A7 D G Proceeded to roll up a smoke
[Verse 2]
G A hairy young man in the office D Rapped on the desk and said, 'Next!' C G The old feller stepped up before him A7 D And gave him his name and address C G Then the hairy one asked of the old bloke C D If he had any reference to show C G If he’d ever done manual labour A7 D G Or had experience out on the road
[Verse 3]
G The old feller reared up and snorted D And the cigarette hung from his lip C G His hat was pushed back on his forehead A7 D His hands they were firm on his hips C G He looked the young feller all over C D Took in the mode of his dress C G The peaches and creamy complexion A7 D G And I felt that he wasn't impressed
[Verse 4]
G Then he pushed a big hairy paw under D The young feller's lily white nose C G Slowly he spread out his fingers, hey! A7 D And said "Take a gander at those C G These are my reference for working C D I was at it before you were born C G And I'll bet you a quid even money A7 D G I'll be at it long after you're gone, you mug
[Interlude]
A7 D G
[Verse 5]
G I've played the mad mick and the banjo D Done many a season in cane C G I've worn out a dozen good kellys A7 D A- While fencing out there on the plain C G I've worked for my board and my lodgings C D In conditions you’d not understand C G And by hell I've brought in some good money A7 D G With these very same battered old hands.
[Verse 6]
G Experience out on the roadway D Is something I learned all about C G When the banker foreclosed on the mortgage A7 D Just after the '65 drought C G I rolled up my swag and departed C D A sorry but much wiser man C G With only my memories to show for A7 D G The years that I’d spent on the land
[Verse 7]
G So I tramped and I travelled the highways D And in bitterness cursed every mile C G But in time I got over my troubles A7 D And learned once again how to smile C G It's the likes of you pen pushing gentry C D To bring out the laughter in me C G You little tin gods of the office ha ha A7 D G You’re too pumped with power to see"
[Verse 8]
G Then with a good old Australian expression D We were left in no doubt what he meant C G E He turned on his heel and he left us A7 D G G And God only knows where he went