The Aussie Country Music Weekly Top 20
Aug 9, 2026 · 1 hr 9 min · 10 segments
Week commencing 9-Aug-26. Experience the pulse of the Outback with the **Aussie Music Weekly Top 20**! We’re the global home for **independent Australian country**, showcasing the breakout stars and…
She's the heartbeat of the station The soul of the land A testament of love For her children and her men She prays that generations Will call this land their own Echoing the footsteps Of seeds they have sown They never fade, these dusty dreams of this daughter-mother wife She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life With calloused hands, a heart of gold, she made a house, a home She would never trade these dusty dreams for life on brick or stone In the outback cradle, the land breathes a lullaby.
She raised her babies in the dust with a heart that beats with pride.
She dreads the day they have to go under boarding school care.
It's all part of the dusty dreams that they proudly share.
They'd never fade these dusty dreams of this daughter, mother, wife.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life.
With callous tents, a heart of gold, made a house, a home.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a life of brick or stone.
Years gone by have left their scars, but she keeps the dream alive.
They battle, they struggle, working side by side.
The world remains unbroken, her spirit strong and free.
They never fade, these dusty dreams of this daughter, mother, wife.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life.
With calloused hands, a heart of gold, she made a house, a home.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for life of brick or stone.
Dusty dreams, they never fade.
These dusty dreams, she would never trade.
Dusty dreams, dusty dreams, these dusty dreams.
These dusty dreams, they never fade.
These dusty dreams.
Number 19
If I had to choose one day to go to and say This was the best day of my life I know exactly which day that would be Without thinking twice It was the day when a rainbow came out with the sunrise After an overnight shower Every leaf in the garden was dripping with diamonds To welcome the golden hour Then out of the silence a bird sang so sweetly It was all I could do not to cry As I lay there floating on a river of memories People and places gone by Then you opened your eyes with a good morning smile And kissed me the way you do And we made love like it was the first time when our little world was brand new.
Then the working day started Hours flew by It was sunset before we knew We sat in the garden Toasted the lost light And I wrote this song for you If I had to choose one day To go to and say This was the best day of my life.
I know exactly which day that would be.
She's the heartbeat of the station The soul of the land A testament of love For her children and her men She prays that generations Will call this land their own Echoing the footsteps Of seeds they have sown They never fade, these dusty dreams of this daughter-mother wife She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life With calloused hands, a heart of gold, she made a house, a home She would never trade these dusty dreams for life on brick or stone In the outback cradle, the land breathes a lullaby.
She raised her babies in the dust with a heart that beats with pride.
She dreads the day they have to go under boarding school care.
It's all part of the dusty dreams that they proudly share.
They'd never fade these dusty dreams of this daughter, mother, wife.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life.
With callous tents, a heart of gold, made a house, a home.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a life of brick or stone.
Years gone by have left their scars, but she keeps the dream alive.
They battle, they struggle, working side by side.
The world remains unbroken, her spirit strong and free.
They never fade, these dusty dreams of this daughter, mother, wife.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for a better way of life.
With calloused hands, a heart of gold, she made a house, a home.
She would never trade these dusty dreams for life of brick or stone.
Dusty dreams, they never fade.
These dusty dreams, she would never trade.
Dusty dreams, dusty dreams, these dusty dreams.
These dusty dreams, they never fade.
These dusty dreams.
Number 19
If I had to choose one day to go to and say This was the best day of my life I know exactly which day that would be Without thinking twice It was the day when a rainbow came out with the sunrise After an overnight shower Every leaf in the garden was dripping with diamonds To welcome the golden hour Then out of the silence a bird sang so sweetly It was all I could do not to cry As I lay there floating on a river of memories People and places gone by Then you opened your eyes with a good morning smile And kissed me the way you do And we made love like it was the first time when our little world was brand new.
Then the working day started Hours flew by It was sunset before we knew We sat in the garden Toasted the lost light And I wrote this song for you If I had to choose one day To go to and say This was the best day of my life.
I know exactly which day that would be.
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