Hat Town

I was born in a hat town
Raised on the Warrego
It’s hot out here but you tough it out
Like and old Brigalow
From the back of the Channel Country
Across the western plains
The roads are straight and dusty
And the folks are much the same
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Roots run strong and deep out here in a hat town
And will carry on down through the years in a hat town
Well it might be Thargomindah, might be Barkby Downs
There’s a pub and a store and not much more,
you’re living in an old Hat Town
Stock are Rollin in the heat hays, half mile 60 zone
Just a rag tag bunch of buildings made of wood and tinstone
Theres a swag with stories, most of them are true
Have the locals' pass the hat around and pull each other through
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Instrumental
Well were outs abouts and drover’s, bushies tride and trudies
And were out her for the long haul not just blowin through
Roots run strong and deep out here in a hat town
And will carry on down through the years in a hat town
From the back of the channelled country, and across the dusty downs
Theres a pub a store and not much more, you’re living in an old hat town
Odelay heeeee
Livin in a hat town
Livin in an old hat town
Odelay heeeee
Livin in a hat town
Livin in an old hat town