Ghost Of The Roadhouse

(album: Lasseter's Gold (Unreleased Demos) - 2017)

There's always a light in the window
Long as trucks stop and billow the air
And travel is close to the heart now
Steak sandwich with extra to go
It's always there in the distance
Never been known ever to close
Except for Christmas and funerals
Hughie's gone and nobody knows

Lake George dragnet gave it up at sunset
I think it's time yes it's time to call
Radar run laugh at the tucker box
Bells and horns on the back of beyond

General motors hangs like a mobile
The old way is now never new
And many true hearts are broken
Where six lanes run down to the coast
Now we don't drive on down past the river
Or along the winding slow track
Well we're sent like rats on the freeway
Windows up and aircon flat chat

Hughie's gone and nobody knows
Lost to the sound of rain on the river
Young at risk like victims they come
Running for their life

Now we see him at pub's TAB now
Wife and kids to the cities have gone
And he fishes at dawn on the Richmond
Face of granite and blood river stone
The ghost of the roadhouse is calling
He died with that roadhouse they say
And we won't be calling much longer
Though a sign a sign still remains

Hughie's gone and nobody knows
Lost to the sound of rain on the river
Young at risk like victims they come
Running for their lives