《Mount Bukaroo》歌词

[00:00:00] Mount Bukaroo - Slim Dusty

[00:00:04] Written by：Slim Dusty/Henry Lawson

[00:00:08] Only one old post is standing solid yet but only

[00:00:13] One

[00:00:15] Where the milking and the branding and the slaughtering were

[00:00:19] Done

[00:00:21] Later years have brought dejection

[00:00:25] Care and sorrow but we

[00:00:27] Knew

[00:00:28] Happy days on that selection underneath old bukaroo

[00:00:35] Then the light of day commencing

[00:00:39] Found us at the

[00:00:40] Gully's head

[00:00:41] Splitting timber for the fencing stripping bark to roof the

[00:00:46] Shed

[00:00:48] Hands and hearts with labour strengthened

[00:00:52] Weariness we never knew

[00:00:55] Even when the shadows lengthened 'round the base of bukaroo

[00:01:02] There for days below

[00:01:03] The paddock how the wilderness would

[00:01:07] Yield

[00:01:08] To the spade the pick and

[00:01:10] Mattock while we toiled

[00:01:12] To win the field

[00:01:15] Half our hands are hard to sully

[00:01:19] Ours the deeper

[00:01:20] Blended screw

[00:01:22] Burning off down in the gully

[00:01:24] At the back of

[00:01:26] Bukaroo

[00:01:42] When the cows were safely yarded

[00:01:46] And the calves were

[00:01:48] In the pen

[00:01:49] All the cares of day discarded 'round the fire we

[00:01:53] Mustered then

[00:01:56] Rang the roof with boyish laughter

[00:02:00] While the flames e'er

[00:02:01] Topped the flue

[00:02:03] Happy nights remembered after far away from bukaroo

[00:02:09] But the years were full of changes and a sorrow

[00:02:14] Found us there

[00:02:16] For our home amid the ranges was not safe from

[00:02:20] Searching care

[00:02:23] On he came a silent creeper

[00:02:27] And another mountain threw

[00:02:29] O'er our lives a shadow deeper than the shade of

[00:02:33] Bukaroo

[00:02:43] All the farm is disappearing

[00:02:47] For the home has vanished

[00:02:49] Now

[00:02:50] Mountain scrub has choked the clearing hid the furrows of

[00:02:54] The plough

[00:02:56] Nearer still the scrub is creeping where the little garden

[00:03:02] Grew

[00:03:03] And the old folks now are sleeping at the face

[00:03:07] Of bukaroo

[00:03:10] But the years were full of changes and a sorrow

[00:03:15] Found us there

[00:03:17] For our home amid the ranges was not safe from

[00:03:21] Searching care

[00:03:24] On he came a silent creeper

[00:03:28] And another mountain threw

[00:03:30] O'er our lives a shadow deeper than the shade of

[00:03:35] Bukaroo