The Ballad Of The Battle Of The Great All Digit Dial Lyrics & Chords By The Wayfarers

Now the weary week has ended, it's pay day on the job Let's go down to the local and mingle with the mob You'll meet the dinkum Aussies, rough and ready as they are With hard...read more

There's an old rhyme that pits out time take it for what it's worth, Things are crook at Tallarook and there ain't no work in Burke, But we still find room for the many who come...read more

When I spend a week at home I just sit around and moan It’s a cobweb that we call suburban load Then I know it’s time to leave, I got freedom up my sleeve And my mates are...read more

The shackles I wear not made from a chain They make but a whisper in the dead of night Without a sound I find myself bound To wander the place where I was alive And you, my...read more

There's a bustle in the city, there's excitement in the scrubs There's a drone of rowdy voices in every Aussie pub For a year we've all been waiting and we've put our money up ...read more