Biography:
John Robert Williamson Order of Australia (born 1 November 1945 in Quambatook, Victoria (Australia) is an Australian country music singer-songwriter. He is well-known for playing in Returned and Services League of Australia (RSL) clubs at various venues around Australia. Williamson has released over thirty-two albums, ten Music videos, five DVDs, and two lyric books. He has received more than twenty-three Golden Guitar Awards at the Country Music Awards of Australia and has won two ARIA Music Awards (A.
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Other songs:
- A Bushman Can't Survive
- Back At The Isa
- Home Among The Gum Trees
- Three Sons
- A Bushman Cant Survive
- A Flag Of Our Own
- A Thousand Feet
- And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
- Better Than A Picture
- Billabong
- Boogie With Me Baby
- Campfire On The Road
- Chandelier Of Stars
- Cootamundra Wattle
- Cracker Night
- Crocodile Roll
- Cydi
- Diamantina Drover
- Flag Of Our Own
- Flower On The Water
- Galleries Of Pink Galahs
- Happy Birthday My Old Friend
- Hawkesbury River Lovin
- Keeper Of The Stones
- Malley Boy
- Old Man Emu
- Prettiest Girl In The Kimberley
- Purple Roses
- Queen In The Sport Of Kings
- Raining On The Rock
- Rip Rip Woodchip
- Sail The Nullabor
- Salisbury Street
- Santa Bring Me A Dinosaur
- The Budgie Song
- The Shed
- This Is Australia Calling
- True Blue
- Tubbo Station
- Waratah Street
- Wildlife Warriors Its Time
- Wobbly Boot
- Wobbly Boot Hotel
- Woman On The Land
- Wrinkles
- You And My Guitar
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Fm7/Bb
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Don't go lookin' through that old camphor box woman,
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You know those old things only make you cry.
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When you dream upon that little bunny rug
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It makes you think that life has passed you by
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There are days when you wish the world would stop woman,
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But then you know some wounds would never heal
Eb Fm7/Eb
But when I browse the early pages of the children
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It's then I know exactly how you feel.
Fm7/Eb Eb
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
Fm7/Eb Eb
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
Fm7/Eb Eb
For all at once my childhood never left me
Bb7 Eb
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.
It's Sunday and you should stop the worry woman,
Come out here and sit down in the sun
Can't you hear the magpies in the distance?
Don't you feel the new day has begun?
Can't you hear the bees making honey woman,
In the spotted gums where the bellbirds ring?
You might grow old and bitter cause you missed it,
You know some people never hear such things
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again
Don't buy the daily papers any more woman,
Read all about what's going on in hell.
They don't care to tell the world of kindness,
Good news never made a paper sell.
There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden woman,
And symphonies of music in the sky.
Heaven's all around us if you're looking,
But how can you see it if you cry.
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.
Eb Fm7/Eb
Don't go lookin' through that old camphor box woman,
Eb Fm7/Eb
You know those old things only make you cry.
Eb Fm7/Eb
When you dream upon that little bunny rug
Eb Fm7/Eb
It makes you think that life has passed you by
Eb Fm7/Eb
There are days when you wish the world would stop woman,
Eb Fm7/Eb
But then you know some wounds would never heal
Eb Fm7/Eb
But when I browse the early pages of the children
Eb
It's then I know exactly how you feel.
Fm7/Eb Eb
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
Fm7/Eb Eb
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
Fm7/Eb Eb
For all at once my childhood never left me
Bb7 Eb
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.
It's Sunday and you should stop the worry woman,
Come out here and sit down in the sun
Can't you hear the magpies in the distance?
Don't you feel the new day has begun?
Can't you hear the bees making honey woman,
In the spotted gums where the bellbirds ring?
You might grow old and bitter cause you missed it,
You know some people never hear such things
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again
Don't buy the daily papers any more woman,
Read all about what's going on in hell.
They don't care to tell the world of kindness,
Good news never made a paper sell.
There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden woman,
And symphonies of music in the sky.
Heaven's all around us if you're looking,
But how can you see it if you cry.
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.
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