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wickety wak - lights on the hill / indian pacific lyrics

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[part i: lights on the hill]

[verse 1]
it’s a long straight road and the engine is deep
i can’t help thinkin’ of a good night’s sleep
and the long, long roads of my life are a+callin’ me
these rough old hands are a+glued to the wheel
my eyes full of sand from the way they feel
and the lights comin’ over the hill are a+blindin’ me

[verse 2]
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+startin’ to pull
the gauge on the tank is a+showin’ near full
and the lights comin’ over the hill are a+blindin’ me

[bridge]
there’s rain on the road, i can feel thе load start a+shiftin’
in a dance
too late, i see the post and i havеn’t got a ghost of a chance
ah+ho no

[verse 3]
the windscreen wipers are a+beatin’ in time
the song they sing is a part of my mind
and i can’t believe it’s really happenin’ to me
oh, but i’m over the edge and down the mountainside
i know they’ll tell about the night i died
in the rain when the lights on the hill were a+blindin’ me
[part ii: indian pacific]

[verse 4]
from coast to coast, by night and day, hear the cl!ckin’ of the wheels
the hummin’ of the diesel on her ribbons of steel
carryin’ the memories of a nation built by hand
see the indian pacific span the land

[verse 5]
she’s the pride of all the railwaymen ‘cross country where she flies
from the blue pacific waters to where the mountains rise
by lakes and wide brown rivers, through desert country dry
see the indian pacific passin’ by

[bridge]
oh, the indian pacific, she goes rollin’ down the track
five thousand miles to travel before she’s there and back

[verse 6]
beside the line, a drover waves his battered old grey hat
and kids are catchin’ yabbies down by the river flat
and a woman hangs her washing in a backyard near the line
as the indian pacific’s rollin’ by

[instrumental]
[verse 7]
hear the whistle blowin’ lonely ‘neath the nullabor starlight
salutin’ those who walk across the track she rides tonight
callin’ to the railway camp and fettlers on the line
“i’m the indian pacific, right on time”

[verse 8]
from the silver of the broken hill to old kalgoorlie gold
she mirrors all the colours of the land so hard and old
and the western clouds are bloomin’ and the air is just like wine
and the indian pacific’s makin’ time

[bridge]
oh, the indian pacific, she goes rollin’ down the track
five thousand miles to travel before she’s there and back

[verse 9]
from the waters of the western sea to the eastern ocean sand
the indian pacific spans the land

[outro]
oh, the indian pacific spans the land

- wickety wak lyrics

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