Living in a Town-Busby Marou
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Living in a Town - Busby Marou
Written by：Kav Temperley/Thomas Busby/Christopher Panousakis/Michael Fatkin/Jon Hume
The sun on the back
Of the witherboard shack
The heat rising up
From the rural's track
Oh yeah
Living in a dying town
Friday night
At the news stake
Calls on a big payday
It's boarded up now
Everything is closing down
But the money
From the ground
Was never gonna last forever
I remember it was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I can go old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Before the silence sound
Of living in a dying town
You can see yourself
In the moonlit night
But you're probably
After round
From a drunken fight again
All those drunken fights
I can hear the words
Still the ringin' in my head
Dad tell I'm not
There's nothing left for it
Staring at the odds again
But the money
From the ground
Was never gonna last forever
I remember it was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Before the silence sound
Was never gonna last forever
All that money in the ground
All that money in the ground
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Fifteen years ago
That was years ago
Before the silence sound
Of living in a dying town
Written by：Kav Temperley/Thomas Busby/Christopher Panousakis/Michael Fatkin/Jon Hume
The sun on the back
Of the witherboard shack
The heat rising up
From the rural's track
Oh yeah
Living in a dying town
Friday night
At the news stake
Calls on a big payday
It's boarded up now
Everything is closing down
But the money
From the ground
Was never gonna last forever
I remember it was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I can go old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Before the silence sound
Of living in a dying town
You can see yourself
In the moonlit night
But you're probably
After round
From a drunken fight again
All those drunken fights
I can hear the words
Still the ringin' in my head
Dad tell I'm not
There's nothing left for it
Staring at the odds again
But the money
From the ground
Was never gonna last forever
I remember it was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Before the silence sound
Was never gonna last forever
All that money in the ground
All that money in the ground
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
It was hard to leave
And run through the city
Dad was still strong
My mama so pretty
Taking out time
As we rode for home
I could grow old in a thunderstorm
But that was years ago
Fifteen years ago
That was years ago
Before the silence sound
Of living in a dying town
