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Southern Monaro
03:25
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Pig's Foot
02:01
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Hills of Bendigo
04:32
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Saddle up the horses lads, it’s nearly time to go
Down to Victoria through the southern snow
Everyone is heading there, seems it’s the place to be
Let’s go make our fortune down in gold country!
They say that men are pulling out money from the hills
Well if the good lord put it there, it must be his will
That say that you can stake a claim eight feet wide
The gold ain’t gonna dig itself, ride boys, ride!
Chorus:
There’s plenty of gold, so I am told
Way down south where the cold winds blow
Onwards we go, through the rain and the snow
‘Til we find our fortune in the hills of Bendigo
Some men sell up all they have, head on out alone
Others bring the wives and kids, cart along the home
They’re hitching rides on bullock drays, sleeping in the hay
The air is getting colder there with every passing day
Every now and then you see, in a cloud of dust
A lucky digger heading south to Melbourne or bust
He’s flogged his horses half to death, he’s giving all he’s got
There’s bushrangers on his tail, they’re going for his gold
Chorus
It doesn’t matter who you are, there’s money to be made
You could be a prince’s son or man of a trade
Your hands are gonna blister, boy, that you can be sure
It’s the finest way to tell a man who’s digging for his gold
I heard that down at Ironbark a city has been made
With canvas tents and wooden sheds, going on for days
It’s got more pubs than Sydney town, Melbourne in a pinch
And women there so beautiful, to look is to lynch
Chorus
Well I dug deep in my eight-foot patch, hands aching in the cold
All the while I’m thinking back to what I have been told
The days turn into weeks; the weeks turn into months
What gold was here has disappeared, been pulled from the mud
And every day you dig your plot you have to pay a fee
It means digging holes won’t fill the bowls of a hungry family
Your children cry themselves to sleep, your wife withers away
While you dig your hole, pray for gold, long past the close of day
Chorus
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Erko Station
03:43
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Bold Jack Donahue
04:24
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Click Go the Shears
03:42
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Norwest from Braidwood
03:48
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The River, Part III
03:57
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Kathloin
02:13
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Ramblin' Blues
03:49
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Womankind
04:04
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Make it Big
01:05
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Raise a Ruckus
02:47
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The Button Collective Lismore, Australia
The Button Collective is a band that takes having fun very seriously. They combine old-time melodies with a high-energy style perfect for a hoedown. Songwriter Brodie Buttons has a definitively Australian style, writing about his life and experiences in a way that takes audiences all over the country with him. ... more
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