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So many people look at the bogAs a place that just lies deadNothing to do for the bodyNothing to do for the headTake me where the heather and the moss growsThe turf lies row after rowOut there in the sun to dryI breathe it in as I pedal on byWith the kids and the dogs mucking togetherBringing in the turfNo matter what the weatherI'm a bogmanDeep down, it's where I come from...I'd love to see ArizonaOr the West Australian sandsBut my heart belongs to those precious wetlandsNo matter where your travelling takes youSure the bog will never leave youSome people look for God aboveDown in the bog I found loveWhere the heather and the moss growsThe turf lies row after rowOut there in the sun to dryI breathe it in as I pedal on bySongtexteWith the kids and the dogs mucking togetherBringing in the turfNo matter what the weatherI'm a bogmanDeep down, it's where I come from...Think about itYou love a cuppa tea by the turf fireYour arms around your heart's desireThe two of you looking out at the midland nightAt the shooting stars and the satellitesTurf smell warms hearts'Til the huggin' and the kissin' startsBog love surrounds youA beautiful place to come toI'm a bogmanDeep down, it's where I come from... Aus Songtexte Mania