《Around The Boree Log》歌词

歌曲： Around The Boree Log

所属专辑：Gavin Lockley’s Orchestral Songs Of Australia

歌手： Stuart Maunder&Rum Corps

时长： 03:35

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Around The Boree Log - Stuart Maunder/Rum Corps Orchestra/Brett Weymark[00:00:00]

Oh stick me in the old caboose this night of wind and rain[00:00:19]

And let the doves of fancy loose to bill and coo again[00:00:23]

I want to feel the pulse of love that warmed the blood like wine[00:00:27]

I want to see the smile above this kind old land of mine[00:00:31]

So come you by your parted ways that wind the wide world through[00:00:39]

And make a ring around the blaze the way we used to do[00:00:43]

The fountain on the sooted crane will sing the old old song[00:00:47]

Of common joys in homely vein forgotten ah too long[00:00:51]

The years have turned the rusted key and time is on the jog[00:00:55]

Yet spend another night with me around the boree log[00:00:59]

Now someone driving through the rain will happen in I bet[00:01:15]

So fill the fountain up again and leave the table set[00:01:19]

For this was ours with pride to say and all the world defy[00:01:23]

No stranger ever turned away no neighbour passed us by[00:01:27]

Bedad he'll have to stay the night; the rain is going to pour[00:01:35]

So make the rattling windows tight and close the kitchen door[00:01:39]

And bring the old lopsided chair the tattered cushion too[00:01:43]

We'll make the stranger happy there the way we used to do[00:01:47]

The years have turned the rusted key and time is on the jog[00:01:51]

Yet spend another night with me around the boree log[00:01:55]

He'll fill his pipe and good and well and all aglow within[00:02:08]

We'll hear the news he has to tell the yarns he has to spin[00:02:14]

Yarns-yes and super-yarns forsooth to set the eyes agog[00:02:22]

And freeze the blood of trusting youth around the boree log[00:02:30]

Then stir it up and make it burn; the poker's next to you[00:02:43]

Come let us poke it all in turn the way we used to do[00:02:48]

There's many a memory bright and fair will tingle at a name[00:02:52]

But leave unstirred the embers there we cannot fan to flame[00:02:56]

For years have turned the rusted key and time is on the jog[00:03:03]

Still spend this fleeting night with me around the boree log[00:03:09]