John Williamson

Back At The Isa

John Williamson


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Big galvanised roofs and monster pipes black 
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Pink and white clouds from a chimney stack 
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Red dust and hawks in the wind out back 
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And here I am at the Isa 


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[Verse 2]   
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What do you do in a town like the Isa 
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Retrenched at 50 become an old miser 
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Drink yourself blind so you're none the wiser 
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Sit at home with the race form and whinge 
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Just over the hill in his own backyard 
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The landscape becomes a picture postcard 
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Where the colours are soft but the life is hard 
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On the stations here at the Isa 


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[Verse 3]   
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Tonight's the night of the rodeo ball 
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Before riders and bull and horses stand tall 
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While out in the park some black people sprawl 
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And share their money on flagons 
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There's so much more to be understood 
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Before coming out here like Robin Hood 
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The do-gooders do more harm than good 
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Without really knowing the Isa


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[Verse 4]  
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Through the Leichhardt East Where fools gold flashes
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Fossick around for Maltese Crosses 
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Flog them off to the tourist buses 
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See ghost gums under the moon 
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Some really battle some make do 
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The luckier ones make a quid and pull through 
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Some perch at the bar like a caged cockatoo 
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But that's nothing new at the Isa 


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[Verse 5] 
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And it takes a special kind of girl 
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To stay out here in this rugged world 
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Keep your dignity when the oathes are hurled 
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I pay my respects to you 
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And I'll raise my glass to an outback town 
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To that weathered spirit that won't back down 
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It takes the courage of a rodeo clown 
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To stick it out at the Isa 


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[Verse 6] 
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Big galvanised roofs and monster pipes black 
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Pink and white clouds from a chimney stack 
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Red dust and hawks in the wind out back 
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And here I am at the Isa 


[Outro]
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Never thought I'd return to this lonely track 
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And here I am back at the Isa