Slim Dusty – Dieseline Dreams (Guitar)

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He leans out the window and waves to his Mum

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You’d swear all his birthdays had rolled into one

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‘Cause he’s headin’ out on his maiden run

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Up to the far north of Queensland

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I tell him the names of the truck stops and towns

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The stretches and corners and where they’ll be found

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The stories and yarns I’ve picked  up on my rounds

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And he listens with wide-open eyes

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‘Cause he’s riding on dieseline dreams

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Down a highway that runs through his mind

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Behind the wheel of the biggest rig he’s ever seen

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He's riding on dieseline dreams

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His ears are glued to that cracklin’ C.B

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But he’s got that lingo down to a tee

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And there’s pride in his eyes when he looks up at me

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Oh yeah he’s a truck drivers’ son

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And given the chance, he’d be in my shoes

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But right now he’s primed for an afternoon snooze

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And though he’s determined to look out for ‘roos

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Oh, the road finally lulls him away

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‘Cause he’s riding on dieseline dreams

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Down a highway that runs through his mind

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Behind the wheel of the biggest rig he’s ever seen

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He's riding on dieseline dreams

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While my boy’s dozin’ the memories flood in

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And I’m back in the cabin with my Dad again

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Tellin’ myself how I’ll be just like him

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and It don’t seem all that long ago

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Yet here’s my own son    thinkin’ the same

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Itchin’ to get himself into the game

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He won’t understand when I try to explain

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Oh, it’s not what it used to be

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‘Cause he’s riding on dieseline dreams

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Down a highway that runs through his mind

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Behind the wheel of the biggest rig he’s ever seen

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He's riding on dieseline dreams

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Behind the wheel of the biggest rig he’s ever seen

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He's riding on dieseline dreams