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Slim Dusty

Port Augusta

 

Port Augusta

(album: Looking Forward Looking Back - 2000)


Life in Port Augusta, things don't change
Life in Port Augusta, remains the same
The world goes by and the world gets strange
Except in Port Augusta

Road trains rolling through the night to anywhere
Heading north to Alice or west out on the Eyre
People they keep passing by just like the time
Sydney Melbourne Adelaide, Perth on down the line
Way down the line

Life in Port Augusta, things don't change
Life in Port Augusta, remains the same
The world goes by, and the world gets strange
Except in Port Augusta

Out there on the bypass doing business night and day
Fast food multinationals selling plastic take away
While the shops in town are closing down
Dried up dreams on stony ground
You wonder why it always seems to end up this way
Same old way

Nobody seems to question or even wonder why
Some towns get forgotten and left alone to die
While out there on the highway faded signs
Of glory days and memories in time
Port Augusta time

And the older generation in silence fade away
No work for the younger folk no reason left to stay
And out there on the highway there's a sign
Find a better future down the line
Way down the line

Life in Port Augusta, things don't change
Life in Port Augusta, remains the same
The world goes by and the world gets strange
Except in Port Augusta

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