Cifra de The Ocker - Slim Dusty
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||Chords Relative to Capo 3
[Intro]
G A7 D D G
[Verse]
I’m tired of listening to people,
who rubbish what they call an Ocker.
Bout time they took a look at themselves,
they’re worse cause they’re just a knocker.
[Verse]
To me they're just parcel post cowboys,
the true bushman I’m sure would agree.
For I know that there’s thousands of Ockers
who’d be glad to swap places with me.
[Verse]
While he works in a steamin’ hot foundry,
the sweat pours free from his brow.
I’ll probably be boiling my quart pot,
Where do ya reckon, he’d rather be now.
[Verse]
He drags himself off to the nightshift,
after risin’ from a cozy warm bed.
All the knockers try tell us, he’s useless,
I’m convinced they’re so wrong instead.
[Verse]
He does his best for wife and for family.
Most times it’s a pretty hard grind.
To pay his bills at the end of the month.
If me, I’d be out of my mind.
[Verse]
In the bush it’s free board and tucker.
And bill’s just the name of a friend
E A7
There's never a need for much money
unless you’re in town on a bend
[Verse]
Oh, I’m tired of listening to people,
who rubbish what they call an Ocker.
Bout time they took a look at themselves,
they’re worse cause they’re just a knocker. Hey!
[Interlude]
G A7 D G
[Verse]
There’s a lot of folk call him a bludger,
The knockers that rubbish and call.
But if it weren’t for the bloke in the city,
There’d be no bloody city at all.
[Verse]
G D G
Who do you think built the houses,
And the roads that we travel upon.
Or the beautiful places that we visit,
And resorts that we holiday on.
[Verse]
So, next time that you go on a journey,
D G
Just take a good look around.
Note the millions the things that the Ocker has built
And compare it to your own barren ground.
[Verse]
Oh, we're miles in front of half the world
And the youngest country on earth.
And lazy bloody Australians have built it.
Now what do you reckon he’s worth?
[Verse]
D G D G
Oh, for god’s sake get off his back mate
And give the old docker is due.
E A7
Maybe all he talks of is his football
But at least he’s not rubbishing you.
[Verse]
To me their just parcel post cowboys,
the true bushman I’m sure would agree.
For I know that there’s thousands of Ockers
who’d be glad to swap places with me.
[Outro]
G A7 D* G
[Outro]
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