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Slim Dusty( David Gordon Kirkpatrick )
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To an Old Mate
Old Mate! In the gusty old weather,
When our hopes and our troubles were new;
In the years spent in wearing out leather,
I found you unselfish and true
I have gathered these s together
For the sake of our friendship and you
You may think for a while and with reason
Though still with a kindly regret
That I've left it for late in the season
To prove I remember you yet,
But you'll never judge me by their treason
Who prop thy friends and forget.
I can still feel the spirit that bore us,
And often the old stars will shine
I remember the last spree in
For the sake of that other Lang Syne,
When the tracks lay divided before us,
Your path through the future and mine;
Through the frost wind that cuts like whip lashes
Through the ever blind haze of the drought,
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And in fancier times by the flashes,
Of light in the darkness of death,
I have followed the tent poles and ashes,
Of camps that we moved further out,
You will find in these pages a trace of,
That side of our past that was bright,
And recognize something the face of,
A friend who has dropped out of sight.
Oh I send them along in the place of,
The letters I promised to write, (yeah)
Old Mate! In the gusty old weather,
When our hopes and our troubles were new;
In the years spent in wearing out leather,
I found you unselfish and true
I have gathered these s together
For the sake of our friendship and you.
Transcribed: Marten Busstra 2009]
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