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Slim Dusty

Good Old Feed Of Flathead

 

Good Old Feed Of Flathead

(album: G'day, G'day! - 1988)


I met a mate in London, he was really feeling blue
He was homesick for Australia and the things he used to do
Like going round to Eric's fish shop, though maybe not the Ritz
For a good old feed of flathead with a pile of bread and chips

I want to hear a bunch of Aussies shouting out g'day
I want to see some blue skies, I'm tired of seeing grey
Let me hear the barbie sizzling to some '50s rock and roll
And I'll grill myself a flathead, mate, I'll do the bludger whole

Here we go!

I want to hear a jackass laughing, mate, back home before I die
Let me see some northern beaches underneath a Queensland sky
But the greatest sign in all the world, on this I have no doubt
Let me see old Sydney Harbour with the bridge and opera house

I want to hear a bunch of Aussies shouting out g'day
I want to see some blue skies, I'm tired of seeing grey
Let me hear the barbie sizzling to some '50s rock and roll
And I'll grill myself a flathead, mate, I'll do the bludger whole

I want to hear a bunch of Aussies shouting out g'day
I want to see some blue skies, I'm tired of seeing grey
Let me hear the barbie sizzling to some '50s rock and roll
And I'll grill myself a flathead, mate, I'll do the bludger whole

Here we go!

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