Truthful Fella Songtext
von Slim Dusty
Truthful Fella Songtext
I was born up in the mountains out where the snakes grow legs
Where the wallabies all speak English and the kookaburras lay square eggs
I shaved my beard and whiskers off at the ripe old age of two
And then I straightened out my dad and drank his best home brew
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Now once when I was a flyer and in my aeroplane
I flew out west to Birdsville then I started back again
When I got half way over the blasted motor balked
So I left the jolly thing stuck up there and I just got out and walked
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Now once when I was fishing up north in Kakadu
By crocodiles I was captured and those scalies ate my crew
But I downed a bottle of OP rum that really is good stuff
Then the crocodiles all swam away because I looked to tough
Oh I'm a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I′ve never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Once more when I was fishing out on the ocean blue
I had a prawn upon my line he was such a beauty too
But a whale came up and grabbed the bait and I said immediately heres a show
And I would have got that whale you see but the bloody old prawn let go
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Oh I was raised up in the mountains out where the snakes grow legs
Where the wallabies all speak English and the kookaburras lay square eggs
And if you don′t believe me you can ask my uncle peach
He drove a herd of cattle once to Tassie round the beach yeah
Oh I'm a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I′ve never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Where the wallabies all speak English and the kookaburras lay square eggs
I shaved my beard and whiskers off at the ripe old age of two
And then I straightened out my dad and drank his best home brew
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Now once when I was a flyer and in my aeroplane
I flew out west to Birdsville then I started back again
When I got half way over the blasted motor balked
So I left the jolly thing stuck up there and I just got out and walked
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Now once when I was fishing up north in Kakadu
By crocodiles I was captured and those scalies ate my crew
But I downed a bottle of OP rum that really is good stuff
Then the crocodiles all swam away because I looked to tough
Oh I'm a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I′ve never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Once more when I was fishing out on the ocean blue
I had a prawn upon my line he was such a beauty too
But a whale came up and grabbed the bait and I said immediately heres a show
And I would have got that whale you see but the bloody old prawn let go
Oh I′m a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I've never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
Oh I was raised up in the mountains out where the snakes grow legs
Where the wallabies all speak English and the kookaburras lay square eggs
And if you don′t believe me you can ask my uncle peach
He drove a herd of cattle once to Tassie round the beach yeah
Oh I'm a truthful fella I was born in Broken Hill
I′ve never told a falsehood and you bet I never will
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