Slim Dusty – When The Bitumen Reaches Pooncarie (Guitar)

[Intro]
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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie we'll turn on a big barbeque

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Invite all the cockies and ringers and the traveller that’s just passin' through

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They'll be plenty of song and yahooing and I'll bet on a punch up or two

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie we'll have a Pooncarie type do

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On the banks of the stately old Darling we'll sing and we'll dance in the scrub

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Cut a track through the dust like big meat ants from the river to the telegraph pub

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cause the boys from the bush they play harder then their cousins, the city folk do

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, hey, we'll likely be downin' a few

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Now the anglers will swarm in their thousand when they hear that the river is right

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and the whisper goes out through the bushland there’s a flush and the cods on the bight

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they'll come with their cross lines and gill nets and millions of stubbies and cans

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, ho, we'll have a stampede on our hands

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Now they’re building a motel and restaurant a place where the knobs can all camp

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no use if you're big time to rough it for the bush can get windy and damp

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They'll be some big holes in the bar room with the big ones still getting away

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie we'll hear some good stories I'd say

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      Eat your heart out guitar players

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Now the old town might tend to get lively when the bulldust has gone from the track

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allowing the lout from  big towns to go a bit further out back

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they shoot up the signs at the roadside and wreck everything out of spite

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, I see some good bashings in sight

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, we'll turn on a big barbeque

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Invite all the cockies and ringers and the traveller that’s just passin' through

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They'll be plenty of song and yahooing and I'll bet on a punch up or two

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, hey, we'll have a Pooncarie type do

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When the bitumen reaches Pooncarie, we'll have a Pooncarie type do. Lets go now!

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Hey.

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  Good onya Charlie.

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  We'll have another stubbie.

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              Drinks all round by Fet!