A Country Balladeer - John Williamson

Will you ever stop singing Chad, old mate

Do you think you might retire

Lie right back in grandpa’s chair

In front of the open fire

When you reach the 70's, Chad

I thought that might be it

You’re just like a young bloke

Champing at the bit

I’ll never retire John, old mate

This stage I’ll never leave

I’ll push out another song, old mate

As long as I can breathe

As long as there’s a sunrise

I’ll always tune me throat

As long as the fish are biting, mate

I’ll never leave the boat

Ah that’s what it’s like to be a Country Balladeer

It’ll never up and leave you lonely

There’s nothing new about it

It’s like old Uluru

So don’t you go changing, mate

I’ll thump you if you do

Do you think you’ll drop the guitar, John

Leave it in the case

Head into the hills and disappear without a trace

If you reach a hundred albums, mate

They’ll tell you that’s enough

No you’ll be just the same as me

And I don’t give a stuff

You’ve hit the nail on the head, Chad

You’ve got me to a tee

I’m part of the guitar

And it’s a part of me

No matter where I go, Chad

I’ve got it in the ute

Call me one-track minded

I don’t give a hoot