Lee Kernaghan
A Bushman Can't Survive
A city girl is happy with her friends and family lifeAppreciates a wine with him at nightShe tries to find the sparkle she searches but its goneWith lots of love she hopes hell be alrightHer man has gone all quiet he's not at easeHe doesn't feel at home he's hard to pleaseHe gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the streetHe needs to walk for hours through the treesNo a bushman can't survive on city lightsOpera, rock and roll and party piesHis moon shines on the silver BrigalowShimmers down the inland river flowOut there where the yellow belly biteHe's working with his hands today On a building siteHe can smell the cypress on the floorTakes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pinesNo shearing no ploughing anymoreHis kelpie dog is tired and fast asleepTired of searching gardens for the sheepHis master doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the moodHis love for open spaces runs to deepNo a bushman can't survive on city lightsSongtexteOpera, rock and roll and party piesHis moon shines on the silver BrigalowShimmers down the inland river flowOut there where the yellow belly biteHe tries to please his woman the lady of his lifeHe's standing at a party with a plateShe finds him on the balcony staring at the moonAn old familiar face he can relateNo a bushman can't survive on city lightsOpera, rock and roll and party piesHis moon shines on the silver BrigalowShimmers down the inland river flowOut there where the yellow belly biteHis moon shines on the silver BrigalowShimmers down the inland river flowOut there where the yellow belly bite
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