Lyrics
"I’ll Wait for you til Burwood Booms Again" (A. Woodley)
There’s thunder in the distance
the purple clouds collect
through waves of shimmering heat
the first big raindrops hit the deck
the steam pours off the concrete
and all across the plain
the thirsty earth is laughing
the bush and birds a-bathing
and everyone stops still
to hear the drumming of the rain
I’ll wait for you through thunder
I’ll wait for you through rain
til all the boys that went to war
are safe at home again
I’ll wait for you and wait for you
and wait for you again
til Burwood booms again
til Burwood booms again
I’ll wait for you til Burwood booms again
Ruby Rose and brother Joe
Grew up on bush light
Up and down the coast of New South Wales
From Korora days walking ten miles into town
You can reach up and grab a handful of stars
Reaching down
Down to Milton where the tall timbers rise
And the magpie bands regale
Riding bareback over Lake Conjola
Blue skies and gum trees glistening
Listening to Joe talking up a storm
And Burwood booms again
Cold beer in cold glasses
Sunshine and Sunday passes
One more time the magpies cry
For the ghosts of days gone by
Come with me tonight
The moon’s shinin’ bright
And heaven’s a sight to see
The radio’s on
They’re playing a sweet song
From 1943
And Burwood booms again
Minnie Day from the Hunter Valley
Kitchener and the Khartoum Hotel
Coal minin’, bar tendin’ town
Came down to Sydney
And they all wished her well
Real pretty with a flashin’ smile
Good mover and loads of style
She met Joe and they cut the light
At the Bellehaven on a Saturday night
So hold onto me
As strong as can be
We’ll wheel into the dawn
They’re swayin’ again
The band’s playin’ again
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
And Burwood booms again
I’ll wait for you til the storm pass over
And the raindrops leave us washed and new
I’ll wait fo ryou like a four leaf clover
Like a summer shower
Opens up a flower and
Burwood booms again
These days will never end
We’ll be together then
When Burwood booms again
When Burwood booms again
These days will never end
We’ll be together then
When Burwood booms again
Driving buses through the Sydney summer
Friday nights at Rubinson’s Hotel
And the rush is on
And the push all tell
Tall tales in schooner glasses
Champagne and sweet molasses
One more time the magpies cry
For the ghosts of days gone by
And Burwood booms
Booms again
These days wil never end
We’ll be together then
When Burwood booms again
Tile Burwood booms again
These days wil never end
We’ll be together then
When Burwood booms again
Til Burwood booms again
Til Burwood booms again
Til Burwood booms again
Til Burwood booms again
I’ll wait for you til Burwood booms again
Words and music written and performed by Allan Woodley, 'ramblinpony
Copyright 2004
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