On any street corner or in any
bar,
over a fence or under a car,
working in town or out on the farm,
country blokes always have time for a yarn.
Mick was down
Camp
Street, building a shed,
a bit of a sideline to help get ahead.
He was mixing the concrete,
but the work was so slow,
cos fellas kept stopping to chat.
G'day mate.
Oh, g'day.
What do you know?
Not much, mate.
Oh, there you go.
On any street corner or in any bar,
Over a fence or under a car,
Working in town or out on the farm,
country blokes always have time for a yarn.
The bloke next to
Mervin lives not far away,
it's just a good spit on a strong windy day.
And when
Mervin's fencing he might wander past,
and stop for a bit of a chat.
On any street, corner, or in any bar
Over a fence or under a car,
Working in town or out on the farm,
Country blokes al ways
have time for a yarn,
Dave owes a builder and
he'd make a few quid,
If he got paid for the talking he did,
Cos it seems that as soon
as he picks up his
tools
Some fella stops for a chat
G'day mate.
G'day.
What do you know?
Not much mate.
Well there you go.
You reckon it'll rain?
Don't know.
So?
Better go.
Ok cool, see you later.
On any street corner or in any bar,
over a fence or under a car,
working in town or out on the farm,
country blokes al ways have time for a yarn.
I've lived in the city where thing
s don't move slow,
Everyone's always got
somewhere to go
And the only friends are
the people that you know
Well maybe it's time for a chat
G'day mate
Oh, g'day
Hey, what do you know?
Not much mate
Oh, there you go
Hey, you reckon it'll rain,
Dunno mate, dunno
Country blokes always have time for a yarn