Ballarat Songtext
von Les Thomas
Ballarat Songtext
Southern Cross up above
And times were tough for these young ones in love
When the cold winds came
A dog and a car was all they had to their name
Without a roof at a fragile age
Minus three on the temperature gauge
Corner Finches and Smarts Hill Road
They pulled up to rest
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Scraps and puddles around
Thorns and thistles on frozen ground
World owed them nothing they'd always been told
Star-crossed and forsaken
The car was rusted and old
With a butane heater to keep out the cold
Sprang a leak in the night
And left them gone by first light
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Cops arrive at the scene
Run through their drills and the slate's wiped clean
"A tragic story" the news reports say
A short pause and we turn away
Does it give you a chill?
Such a long way from the light on the hill
A short drive from Eureka Stockade
Here lies the house that we've made
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Feels so cold, feels so cold
And times were tough for these young ones in love
When the cold winds came
A dog and a car was all they had to their name
Without a roof at a fragile age
Minus three on the temperature gauge
Corner Finches and Smarts Hill Road
They pulled up to rest
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Scraps and puddles around
Thorns and thistles on frozen ground
World owed them nothing they'd always been told
Star-crossed and forsaken
The car was rusted and old
With a butane heater to keep out the cold
Sprang a leak in the night
And left them gone by first light
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Cops arrive at the scene
Run through their drills and the slate's wiped clean
"A tragic story" the news reports say
A short pause and we turn away
Does it give you a chill?
Such a long way from the light on the hill
A short drive from Eureka Stockade
Here lies the house that we've made
And together we′ll go, just where I dunno
The roads outside of Ballarat feel so cold
Feels so cold, feels so cold
Writer(s): Les Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

