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Slim Dusty

Lights On The Hill

 

Lights On The Hill


Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-yeah

It's a long straight road and the engine is deep
I can't help thinking of a good night's sleep
And the long long roads of my life were a calling me

These rough old hands are a-glued to the wheel
My eyes full of sand from the way they feel
And the lights coming over the hill are a-blinding me

It's a long tough haul from a-way down south
A man's gotta find a little bread for his mouth
And a home for a girl as sweet as my honey can be

So it's down through the gears, she's a-starting to pull
The gauge on the tank is a-showing they're full
And the lights coming over the hill are a-blinding me

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shifting
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beating in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happening to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blinding me
Hey!

There's rain on the road and I can feel the load start a-shifting
In a dance
Too late, I see the post and I haven't got a ghost of a chance
Ah-hah-hah-no

The windscreen wipers are a-beating in time
The song they sing is a part of my mind
And I can't believe it's a-really happening to me

Oh, but I'm over the edge and down the mountain side
I know they'll tell about the night I died
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blinding me
In the rain when the lights on the hill were a-blinding me

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