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Slim Dusty - West Of Winton (Chord)
Submitter: ray lawrence (4) on 6/27/11
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Slim Dusty West of Winton

Capo 2nd Fret

G                                                         D
His eyes were used to distance and he talked much with his hands
D                                                    G
I guess he sort of felt hemmed in a stranger to this land
G                                                   D
And a lifestyle of another time, another time and place
D                                                        G
Was written there deep in the lines of this old bushmans face

G                                                        D
His attire was still in keeping with the far out channel lands
D                                                                 G
There was still a strength of character in his hard old bushman's hands
G                                                  D
And his old hat tilted forward was as much a part of him
D                                                    G
As the 80 years of livin' that showed, underneath the brim

STRUM  D  G

G                                                      D
Just somewhere west of Winton mate is where I'd rather be
D                                                  G
To ride out in the dawn time, Mitchell to my horses knee 
G                                                  D
Unroll my swag beside a fire of some long forgotten camp
D                                                       G
If I listen close maybe I'll hear a tethered night horse stamp


G                                                        D
Just to see again the sunsets as the night falls on the land
D                                                       G
Oh the silent sound of beauty makes the proudest heart expand
G                                                             D
Where the lights of some old homestead beam a warm and welcome glow
G                                                      G
And no travellin' soul went hungry in those days of long ago

Strum  D  G

G                                                          D
I see a dried up sandy creek bed when the dry comes much too soon
D                                                       G
Watch the wild mob paw for water 'neath an early rising moon
G                                                           D
Maybe I'll see the dust cloud rising from the travellin' mob again
D                                                           G
Hear the whips crack on the tailers as they cross the open plain


G                                                    D
Just somewhere west of Winton mate is where I'd rather be
D                                                  G
To ride out in the dawn time, Mitchell to my horses knee 
G                                                  D
Unroll my swag beside a fire of some long forgotten camp
D                                                        G
If I listen close maybe I'll hear a tethered night horse stamp

OUTRO  D  G 
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