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It's a Dplume of dust down an Dmaj9old dirt road,
And Ghanging off the rails at the rodeo.
D A back verandah with Dmaj9creaking boards,
G And the dark rage of a thunderstorm.
DThe stockman's bar at an Dmaj9old bush pub,
Bm And chasing mickey's Gthrough the scrub.
D It's planting seeds and Dmaj9praying for rain,
And the Gred dust running Athrough your veins.
It's just the way it Gis, it's the way it Dgoes,
When my Gwheels hit the gravel Aroad it feels like Dhome.
It's the way of Glife, it's the life I Bmlive,G
And I'm Dright where I want to Abe.
That's the way it Dis.
DIt's a corrugated Dmaj9iron shed
And Gwork boots on a backdoor step.
DScones in the oven and preDmaj9serves in jars,
G Talking prices at the saleyards.
It's Dlong straight roads and Dmaj9one horse towns,
And Bmsheep dogs bringing the Gmob around.
D It's she'll be right and Dmaj9having a go,
It's good Gon ya mate and Awhat do ya know?
It's just the way it Gis, it's the way it Dgoes,
When my Gwheels hit the gravel Aroad it feels like Dhome.
It's the way of Glife, it's the life I Bmlive,G
And I'm Dright where I want to Abe.
That's the way it Dis.
DINSTGRUMEDNTALG A
D It's the eerie still in the A/Dbgrey of dawn,
G/B Fields of wheat and Grows of corn.
DA rusty tank and A/Dbflaking paint,
G/B A weary digger on GAnzac Day.
It's the Ddreamtime land and A/DbUluru,
Bm Aborigine Gdidgeridoo.
DIt's battered hats and A/Dbcalloused hands,
G The spirit of a Ahard won land.
It's just the way it Gis, it's the way it Dgoes,
When my Gwheels hit the gravel Aroad it feels like Dhome.
It's the way of Glife, it's the life I Bmlive,G
And I'm Dright where I want to Abe.
A patch of Emground and EmyouF and Ame.
That's the way it Dis.
OhGhhh, it's just the way it Dis. G
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