Episode 38: The Aussie Country Music Weekly Top 20 Episode 245

wish things would stay the same like a good old-fashioned 70s day paisley prints seat rail bikes hot pants staying alive kids behave in the good old days in the backseat chuppa chuppa on the way the sun will be shining middle of spring singing country roads hooked on a feel I'd still love to climb that lemon tree Up the dirt track beside the gate Down in the field I come to wait I want to feel the breeze, get another taste Nothing feels like a 70's day Back when we lived on a break The rustic gate at the haunted house Passes don't matter when you're playing touchdown Thank you.

It wasn't perfect, but it was wild and free.

I love to sit by that lemon tree.

I know it has thorns, but today I do better.

I can find my way through stormy weather.

I want to feel the breeze, get another taste.

Nothing feels like a 70s day like when we lived.

Number 19

He was a city-bred stallion From big money and strong bloodline He was taking a spell in the country So I took him for a ride He was tall by any measure I met him eye to eye Put my hands around his neck Felt him shift inside steady boy i whisper as i hold myself up on same city boy me country girl let's try and get along i was hoping we He was pushing back and it seemed to settle.

Suddenly it didn't matter.

City boy, country girl, teaching him some swagger.

Just a bit between his teeth Holding the reins in my hand I couldn't help but wonder How long this peace would stand Showing up like many boys He stopped listening to what I'd say So I leaned forward and gently said He's up now, I'll make you pay He was pushing back, then he seemed to settle.

Suddenly it didn't matter.

City boy, country girl, teaching him some swagger.

And let it run into the night And the more we got together The more it felt so right But soon his spell was over He started wondering when he'd be back To see his country girl Somewhere down the track Number 18 I go

Get my love in I go home To get my love in It's a special kind of feeling It don't come a dime, it doesn't I go home To get my love in Lord, I love the way she opens That door and the pretty face I see It's all in a kissing That keeps me believing She's the only one for me I go home To get my love in Home To get my love in It's a special kind of feeling It don't come a dime a dozen I go home Come on.

Freshest time in their younger years It's a heavy, heavy load You're out here on the road So I keep rolling on I can't wait To go home To get my love in To go home To get my love in It's a special kind of feeling that don't come a dime a dozen.

I go home to get my love in.

I go home to get my love in.

I go home to get my love in.

It's a special kind of feeling that don't come a dime a dozen.

It's a special kind of feeling that don't come a dime a dozen.

I go home.

Number 17.

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