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Well, it’s hotter than blazes and all the long faces

There’ll be no oasis for a dry local grazier

There’ll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo

From Melbourne to Adelaide on the overlander

With newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotives

The train stopped in Serviceton less and less often

There’s nothing sadder than a town with no cheer

Vic Rail decided the canteen was no longer necessary there

No spirits, no bilgewater and 80 dry locals

And the high noon sun beats a hundred and four

There’s a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe store

This tiny Victorian rhubarb

Kept the watering hole open for sixty five years

Now it’s boilin' in a miserable March 21st

Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson’s Curse

The train smokes down the xylophone

There’ll be no stoppin' here

All ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer

No Bourbon, no Branchwater

Though the townspeople here

Fought her Vic Rail decree tooth and nail

Now it’s boilin' in a miserable March 21st

Wrapped the hills in a blanket of Paterson’s curse

The train smokes down the xylophone

There’ll be no stopping here

All ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer

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