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Town With No Cheer Lyrics
Well, it's hotter than blazes, and all the long faces
There'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier
There'll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo
From Melbourne to Adelaide on the Overlander
With newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotives
The train stopped in Serviceton less and less often
No, there's nothing sadder than a town with no cheer
Vic Rail decided the canteen was no longer necessary there
No spirits, no bilgewater, and eighty dry locals
And the high noon sun beats a hundred and four
There's a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe store
This tiny Victorian rhubarb kept the waterin' hole open for sixty-five years
Now it's boilin' in a miserable March twenty-first
Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson's curse
The train smokes down the xylophone, there'll be no stoppin' here
All you can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer
No Bourbon, no Branchwater
Though the townspeople here fought her Vic Rail decree tooth and nail
Now it's boilin' in a miserable March twenty-first
Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson's curse
The train smokes down the xylophone, there'll be no stoppin' here
All you can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer
There'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier
There'll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo
From Melbourne to Adelaide on the Overlander
With newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotives
The train stopped in Serviceton less and less often
No, there's nothing sadder than a town with no cheer
Vic Rail decided the canteen was no longer necessary there
No spirits, no bilgewater, and eighty dry locals
And the high noon sun beats a hundred and four
There's a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe store
This tiny Victorian rhubarb kept the waterin' hole open for sixty-five years
Now it's boilin' in a miserable March twenty-first
Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson's curse
The train smokes down the xylophone, there'll be no stoppin' here
All you can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer
No Bourbon, no Branchwater
Though the townspeople here fought her Vic Rail decree tooth and nail
Now it's boilin' in a miserable March twenty-first
Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson's curse
The train smokes down the xylophone, there'll be no stoppin' here
All you can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer
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- 1.Fawn
- 2.Town With No Cheer
- 3.Falling Down
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- 7.Green Grass
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Producer
Writer
Bass Harmonica
Saxophone
Drums
Bowls
Bass Pedals
Synth
Vibes
Tambourine
Sleigh Bells
Electric Piano
Organ
Pump Organ
Sampler
Guitar
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Mastering Assisted By
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Recorded At
Dockside Studios, Maurice, Louisiana
Release Date
2008
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