Biografia:
John Edmond was born on 18 November 1936 of Scottish parents in Luanshya, Northern Rhodesia (now Zambia), on the Roan Antelope copper mine.
John Edmond is somewhat of a legend around campfires from Zambia to Zululand and from Walvis Bay to Vilanculos. Singer, songwriter, entertainer, storyteller, author and bush pilot. He has been there, done it all and fantastically still does it! His musical career has taken him through the 60's, 70's pop, country and TV era's with 7 smash South Africa hits in a row.
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John Edmond - Blue Job
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Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
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I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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The sergeant that signed me up
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Had a face like the back of a truck
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A tattoo on his knee
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And legs like a mugla tree
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And the medic that did my test
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He left me standing in my vest
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And then when I didn't see
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He stabbed me with the T.A.B.
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Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
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I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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Down at the quarter master store
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I said I'd take size 4
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They gave me size 3 for sports
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It was a pair of open leg shorts
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I was in the cook house queue
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Waiting for my beans and stew
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The cook just winks at me
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And slips the blue stone in my tea
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Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
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I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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Standing on parade
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Never get a bit of shade
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Out in the blazing sun
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With the temperature of 101
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And you know there is nothing worse
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Than doing the assault course
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When the sweat is running free
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And it smells like a chibuli
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Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
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I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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We had a contact the other day
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But the terrors all ran away
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We were firing the M.A.G.
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from the hip like Audie Murphy
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So if I go up in a puff of smoke
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It's better than being a slow
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Or a fuzz from the PSAP
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I'd very much rather be me
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Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
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I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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C G
Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
G C
I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
G C
With 10 years to go in the RLI
F C G C
G C
The sergeant that signed me up
G C
Had a face like the back of a truck
G C
A tattoo on his knee
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And legs like a mugla tree
F C
And the medic that did my test
G C
He left me standing in my vest
F C
And then when I didn't see
G(hold) C
He stabbed me with the T.A.B.
C G
Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
G C
I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
F C
But I'll be a brown job until I die
G C
With 10 years to go in the RLI
F C G C
G C
Down at the quarter master store
G C
I said I'd take size 4
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They gave me size 3 for sports
G C
It was a pair of open leg shorts
F C
I was in the cook house queue
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Waiting for my beans and stew
F C
The cook just winks at me
G(hold) c
And slips the blue stone in my tea
C G
Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
G C
I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
G C
With 10 years to go in the RLI
F C G C
G C
Standing on parade
G C
Never get a bit of shade
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Out in the blazing sun
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With the temperature of 101
F C
And you know there is nothing worse
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Than doing the assault course
F C
When the sweat is running free
G(hold) C
And it smells like a chibuli
C G
Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
G C
I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
F C
But I'll be a brown job until I die
G C
With 10 years to go in the RLI
F C G C
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We had a contact the other day
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But the terrors all ran away
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We were firing the M.A.G.
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from the hip like Audie Murphy
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So if I go up in a puff of smoke
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It's better than being a slow
G C
Or a fuzz from the PSAP
G C
I'd very much rather be me
C G
Sometimes I wish I was a blue job up in the sky
G C
I wouldn't have to walk if I could fly
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But I'll be a brown job until I die
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With 10 years to go in the RLI
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