Slim Dusty - Fair Enough текст песни

Fair Enough by Slim Dusty
Give me the good ol' ringer's meal of damper, beef and spuds,
And let me sleep on the Gidgee stones in my saddle worn mullskin duds,
Give me a quart of strong black tea and a wedge of soddy duck,
A pound of weed and a scalby whip and I'll think that's fair enough.

Oh let me take a turn once more in a stockyard with a colt,
I'll twist a greenhide bronco rope and you'll find I'm worth my salt,
Call for me for the midnight watch on a horse that knows his stuff,
And if they jump I'll be their home and I think that's fair enough.

Let me see the dust flaps fly before the storm erupts,
See those rollin' sandhills rise where the dingo hides her pups,
A land where the pelicans gorges fish and the scrub bull calls your bluff,
And the battle of rival brumby bucks is a sight that's fair enough.


Give me the range of four in hand to replace the wretched spanner,

And let those horses make the pace in the land of the sand goanna,
Well take me back to an open camp where the mickies play it rough,
And I'll sing that night in the fire light and to me that's fair enough.

Oooh let me drink from the waterhole, no reflections here on Trumbie
And listen to the curlew call, the dingo and the brumby,
And when my time is drawing near and I feel I've had enough,
Oh I'll die with memories of the bush and to me that's fair enough.

Give me the good ol' ringer's meal of damper, beef and spuds,
And let me sleep on the Gidgee stones in my saddle worn mullskin duds
Give me a quart of strong black tea and a wedge of soddy duck,
A pound of weed and a scalby whip and I'll think that's fair enough.
Yeah a pound of weed and a scalby whip and I'll think that's fair enough.

[From his album: "Songs From the Cattle Camps"
Transcribed: Marten Busstra 2010]