Slim Dusty - Bindi-Eye Ball lyrics

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Were all done up to the nines tonight,

With our glad rags on and were lookin' alright,

Were all going down to the old town hall,

Hey, were all stepping out at the annual ball.

Saturday night in Bindi-eye Creek,

Is the one bright spot in the workin' week,

Forget your troubles and to hell with the drought,

Crank up the Lizzie, we're all goin' out.

(Here we go)

Swingin' a leg with the trouble and stripe,

By the intimate glow of a carbine light,

To the plains and strains of an old violin,

And a huffin an' a pufffin accordian (oh yeah).

Granma's ready with the bickies an' cakes,

The old man cuts the wood for the stuff she bakes,

An' when the billy is boiled we'll have smoko,

At the annual ball at Bindi-eye Oh,

(hey).

Swingin' a leg with the trouble and stripe,

By the intimate glow of a carbine light,

To the plains and strains of an old violin,

And a huffin an' a pufffin accordian

Swingin' a leg with the trouble and stripe,

To the intimate glow of a carbine light,

To the plains and strains of an old violin,

And a huffin an' a pufffin accordian

(Hey).

Bindi-eye, bindi-eye, bindi-eye oh,

Mother and kids are ready to go,

Bindi-eye, bindi-eye, bindi-eye oh,

Hey swingin' a leg at Bindi-eye oh.

[From his album: "'99"

Transcribed: Marten Busstra 2009]