Prairie Hotel Parachilna Songtext
von John Williamson

I′m talking about Parachilna
Prairie Hotel, Parachilna
Where you won't grow no roses
But all the women try it
West of the Flinders Ranges
She′s watching all the strangers
Building rubble shelters
But making no impression

On a land so old and fragile
Its bones are poking through
And its flesh is blowing all the way to Sydney


Yes, I'm talking about Parachilna
Prairie Hotel, Parachilna
Where dust like talcum powder
Finds its way inside you
And settles on your mantel
Makes muddy tears from crying
Looking at the faded hoses
Like snakes out in the garden
The beds are blowing all the way to Sydney

But they're dancing and they′re singing
All around the bar
There′s nothing like a beer to wash it down
Batten down the hatches
The wind is getting stronger
Looks as though we're staying in tonight

Yes, I′m talking about Parachilna
Prairie Hotel, Parachilna
Where you won't grow no roses
But all the women try it
Are left with faded hoses
Like snakes out in the garden
In the company of the King Brown
Keep your shotgun loaded

Near the back door of the kitchen
It′ll come back for the water
Gonna blow that reptile all the way to Sydney


But they're dancing and they′re singing
All around the bar
There's nothing like a beer to wash it down
Batten down the hatches
The wind is getting stronger
Looks as though we're staying in tonight

Yes, I′m talking about Parachilna
Prairie Hotel, Parachilna
Where the crows fly backwards
I′m talking about the back woods
West of the Flinders Ranges
She's watching all the strangers
Building rubble shelters
But making no impression

On a land so old and fragile
Its bones are poking through
And its flesh is blowing all the way to Sydney

But they′re dancing and they're singing
All around the bar
There′s nothing like a beer to wash it down
Batten down the hatches
The wind is getting stronger
Looks as though we're staying in tonight
Yes, it looks as though we′re staying in tonight