Текст песни: A Letter From Down Under + перевод

There’s an Aussie boy in Texas

And tonight he’s feeling blue

There’s a letter that he showed me

And I’d like to read it to you

It’s a letter from Down-Under

From a dad who tries to say

All the things he feels on paper

To a loved son far away

Dear Son, back home it’s springtime

And we’re finished with the plow

A little rain’d flood the lot

Should bring the wheat through now

You always loved the wattle

Well now it’s out in bloom

Guess son, that you’d be homesick

If I could send you its perfume

Old gramps is getting feeble now

And his days are nearly done

He’d like to see you before he goes

So, how about it, son

I met Mary at the sliprails the other day

And we yarned for quite a while

She’s growing mighty pretty son

With a warm and friendly smile

They say the neighbours son hangs round

That he’s always at her place

But I know the way she spoke of you

He just isn’t in the race

Last night some friends came over

And they stayed for quite a while

We sang all the old bush ballads

In the old familiar style

I guess you’ve heard all about the oil strike

Well I don’t mean much out here

'Cause when a man is thirsty son

It can’t take the place of beer

But somehow, son, without you

This old place just ain’t the same

And it hurts to see your mother’s face

At the mention of your name

Well it’s getting late, I’d better close

There’s a few jobs to be done

Yes your old dad just wants to add

Be nice to see you son

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