Bow River - Cold Chisel

Listen now to the wind babe And listen now to the rain You know I feel that water, lickin' at my feet again And I don't wanna see this town no more Wasting my days on a factory floor The first thing you know, I'll be back in Bow River The first thing you know, I will be back in Bow River The first thing you know I'll be back in Bow River, oh The first thing you know I'll be back in Bow River again So anytime you want babe, you can come around But only six days separates me from the great top end I been working hard, twelve hours a day The money I save won't buy my youth again I'm going for the heat babe, and the tropical rain In a place where no man's puttin' on the dog for me I'm waitin' on the weekend, set o' brand new tyres, yeah I'm back in Bow River, just where I want to be Oh, listen now to the wind babe Listen now to the rain I feel that water licking at my feet again I don't wanna see this town no more Too many years made up my mind to go or stay Right to my dying day I don't wanna see another engine line Too many years and I owe my mind First set o' wheels headin' back to Bow River again The first thing you know I'll be back in Bow River again, hey, hey Come on David I got the motor running, I got the rest of my days I sold everything I owned for just a song So anytime you want babe, you can come around But don't leave it too late you just might find me gone Oh listen now to the wind babe Listen now to the rain I feel that water licking at my feet again I don't wanna see this town no more Too many years made up my mind to go or stay Right to my dying day I don't wanna see another engine line Too many years and I owe my mind First set o' wheels headin' back to Bow River again I don't need the score I'm walking out the door I'm gonna tell the man I don't want no more Pick up a fast car, burn my name in the road One week, two week, maybe even more Piss all my money up against the damn wall The first thing you know I'll be back in Bow River again The first thing you know I'll be back in Bow River again First thing you know I'll be, back in Bow River, again Oh yeah Thank you

OK here's a, here's a reasonably new song This one's, this one's all about Ita Buttrose Every night when I crawl home There's a time, I still look forward to When all the boys are gathered around Shoutin' "Ita's on TV" And though the roaches are thick on the ground There is always someone trying Somebody tryin' to close the window down Get a dose of integrity And every housewife through the land Get to drinking down another Valium I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Ita's tongue never touches her lip She could always be my godmother And though the desktop hides her hip My imagination's strong She's the sweetest thing I ever seen I'd like to take her out to dinner But when I think of all the places I've been Probably hold my fork all wrong Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon I believe, I believe, in what she said Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll see me through Every week in every home She's got wholesome news for the family How could I not believe when Ita tells me to Every night and every day She's the only friend we can depend upon How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita I love you I really do, I really do love you

Looking like a choirgirl And cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl Cryin' like a refugee One nurse to hold her One nurse to wheel her down the corridors of healing And I been trying Cryin' like a refugee Loves me like a sister Love me like an only child Loves me like a sister She love me like an only child She's my connection, yeah I'll hold on, and never, never, never let her down 'Cause she's alone She love me like an only child (yes she does now, come on) (Suffer little children) Suffer little children (Send that little child to me) Send that little child to me (All day the doctor) all day the doctor Handles his responsibility, yeah Looking like a choirgirl Crying like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl She's cryin' like a refugee She's my connection, yeah, I'll hold on And never, never, never let her down 'Cause she's alone And she's cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl And cryin' like a refugee Looking like a choirgirl She's crying like a refugee Yes, she is Oh yeah All right, good evening How the fuck are you tonight, ya all right? This is our last night of the tour. It's our last night in the Ent Cent And they been talkin' to us out the back and they've all been really nice, sayin' oh you know, here's a plaque and all that I'm thinkin' I want to take the fuckin' bricks I said it last night I think Elton John would sound great open air here, so we could tear the place down and have a happy chap We're gonna play you some rockabilly right now, with Andy Bickers (one, two, one, two, three...)