Episode 33: The Aussie Country Music Weekly Top 20 Episode 240

It might be rusty, but they know this highway.

They've seen more dust than you and I in their day.

It's fair to say that on road signs, we probably should have asked them where we're going.

But sometimes we go with the wind.

them everywhere once you start looking they might come out of nowhere when you need a little pushing but if they tell you there's no gas for a hundred miles you might not last then you better slow down and listen to them old road signs them old road signs been there every time that we got lost telling us to get

Then you better slow down.

You

see them everywhere once you start looking You might come out of nowhere when you need a little pushing But they

tell you there's no gas for a hundred miles You might not find us, then you better slow down and listen Oh yeah Number 19

I haven't seen the world, I haven't traveled much I've been a busy lady driving my four-wheel drive truck And I've never been so keen to take my feet off the ground.

So flying over waters left my body earthbound.

I can handle the rain.

I can handle the wind.

You'll find me covered in mud and not afraid of crawling things.

I'd rather find a road that's covered in trees.

Winding through the mountains and down to the sea.

And every bit of nature And every bit of wild Nothing will change me Cause I am proud Of who I am

Where I'm from This Aussie land Is where I belong Is where I belong

We'll see you next time.

And the land is always different And the shape of the trees From the culture to the dirt And the smell of the breeze There are so many stories We still need to hear From the oldest place on the planet And his atmosphere And every bit of nature And every bit of wild Nothing will change me Cause I am proud Of who I am

It's where I belong It's who I am It's where I'm from This beautiful land

Number 18

Saw a little girl sitting all alone In another world that was all her own The saddened look was in her distant eyes And when I asked her what was wrong She looked at me And then began to cry She said, I've gone wishing For my mother I've gone wishing That God will ease her pain I've gone wishing For my brother I've gone wishing We will see his face again So a young boy Throwing sticks and stones Looking to destroy What was not his own A hopeless look Showed through his angry eyes And when I asked him what was wrong He turned to me And then began to cry He said, I've gone wishing For my father I've gone wishing

That God will ease his pain

I've gone wishing For all my brothers I've gone wishing We will see them once again And as he walked away We used to sing and chant about giving peace a chance But now I'm sad to say, oh so sad We don't hear that song today I've gone