Some Things Never Change Out Here - Slim Dusty

An old man stands by the homestead door

In his boots and his bushman’s gear

His Akubra hat has a hole in the felt

And the blue cattle dog sits near

The old man’s son owns this run on the North West Slopes and Plains

With his sons and wife it’s their whole life

And the home of the big road trains

And the bush kids come home with their welcome run as they greet us each time

Near where the dams are dry 'neath the dusty sky

Some things never change out here

Some tales have told of the days of old when the horses pulled the plough

Of the yokes and chains and the bridle reins when they rarely went to town

The myxo kills the rabbit still, it’s a painful death that’s clear

The horses shade from the midday blaze

Some things never change out here

Yes, the bush kids come home with their welcome run as they greet us each time

Near where the dams are dry 'neath the dusty sky

Some things never change out here

The dingoes run from the dogger’s gun

The emu proudly roams

With his sharpened beak he’ll fiercely reap the crop that’s just been sown

The night sky falls, the shadow calls the big white moon to Earth

In the morning time the frost will shine like a blanket on the Earth

Yes, the bush kids come home with their welcome run as they greet us each time

Near where the dams are dry 'neath the frosty sky

Some things never change out here

Yes, the bush kids come home with their welcome run as they greet us each time

Near where the dams are dry 'neath the dusty sky

Some things never change out here

Some things never change out here

Some things never change out here