Slim Dusty - Trucks On The Track lyrics

Said the old working bullock to the draught horses mate The yokes, chains and swingbars have gone out of date Just look at the dust clouds and smoke trailing back Where once we pulled wagons, there's trucks on the track Trucks on the track There's seldom a bush road that's not felt the trail Of some big prime mover that leave us for dead Stiff shouldered and foot-sore our chains never slack And our ticket for freedom, those trucks on the track Those broad smiling faces of the gear pushing men Is the trade mark of truckies that I recall when The face of the teamster turned purple and black With rage but he'd welcome these trucks on the track The draught horse replied as he shook his old mane Those days I've no yearning to see them again Old whips made of green hide that stung ribs and back Hang idle because of those trucks on the track Trucks on the track Instrumental So just let us nibble this young tender gra** We're both pensioned off and are silver and bra** Way back though the ages a man hunt his pack Now they haul half the World those trucks on the track So spray out the bull dust the trucks must get through There's someone out back mate 'pending on you A yard of prime cattle, or a wool clip to stack The kings of the road, those trucks on the track Trucks on the track So just let us nibble this young tender gra** We're both pensioned off and are silver and bra** Way back though the ages a man hunt his pack Now they haul half the World those trucks on the track So spray out the bull dust the trucks must get through There's someone out back mate 'pending on you A yard of prime cattle, or a wool clip to stack The kings of the road, those trucks on the track