Lyrics

He'd been walking 'round This old southern land With nothing but a swag and billy can And "it is comfortable" you'd hear him tellin' you "When you don't answer to no one and no one answers to you" The places that he'd been ain't never seen much rain The drought drank for one day a year and then set in again And the aching hills baked onto the earth Still know what that one day is worth. I've been waiting like them there hills For my boots to mend and my tanks to fill I've walked from Darwin to Alice Springs Oh yeah, I've lived like a king The farmers that he met raised their families there They lived in modest homes built on hard work and prayer And on Saturdays you could hear them sing "Tomorrow the resting begins" They've been waiting like them there hills For their herds to feed and their dams to fill But their roof don't leak and their children sing So, oh yeah they've lived like kings On his dying day the sun was beating down He sang a ramblin' tune as he rambled along The driver didn't stop His body wouldn't work When his face hit the red sandy dirt He thought: "I'll give my body to them there hills 'Cause my boots won't mend and my tanks are empty And I'm getting weaker every word I sing But oh yeah I've lived like a king... I think I'll give my body to them there hills 'Cause my boots won't mend and my tanks are empty And I'm getting weaker every word I sing But oh yeah I've lived like a king"
Writer(s): John Patrick Carty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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