Shirt with a hole in it,
and the lorry needs new wheels.
Under the midday sun,
I feel like life is burning me up.
But if you call me, darling,
I'll leave everything to you.
Because there's cold beer,
red clay soil,
music playing,
and people letting loose.
I never knew I was looking for a place
to hang my hat until I got here.
No wonder you speak so slowly,
everything you love runs too fast.
So buy yourself a cheap sweet,
light up the laughter and the moment,
the fair is about to begin,
and it's in your heart.
My old man never understood,
so when I left school,
I took the first job I could find
and swallowed dust from the ground.
I tried to turn a bad path
into a good, honest trail.
I sold my soul at the door,
I signed with faded ink.
The man smiled and said:
‘You got gold out of nothing.’
I replied: "Finally,
something true in the game."
They have cold beer,
red clay floors,
fairground music
and the wind is easing.
I never knew I was looking for a place
to hang my hat until I arrived.
No wonder you speak so slowly,
everything you love runs too fast.
So buy yourself a cheap sweet,
light up the laughter and the moment,
the fair is about to begin,
it's in your heart.
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