The Aussie Country Music Weekly Top 20
Oct 2, 2026 · 1 hr 10 min · 18 segments
Week commencing 4-Oct-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…
He caused two long legs in the scrub.
Faster than four when you're running from the law.
In a flash he was gone, the Birdman.
Two pistols in the air, bare chested, draped in gold.
Terrorising travellers holding up, coaches of the Cobb and Co.
With more than a dozen robberies and two murders to his name He built a reputation as the one who got away Those two long legs in the scrub A faster than four when you're running from the law.
Too quick for the trooper's guns.
The birdman of the courant.
A long range shot from a fisherman Brought the outlaws run to an end As his bird lay dead A trail of blood led into the salt bush scrub But his body was never found And they say there's a skeleton with a million dollars worth of gold.
Somewhere in the Curon, in South Australia, there's a statue of an ostrich with a saddle.
And if you want, you can climb up on, just like the bird man alive.
Just when I thought
Well, I guess he forgot about the smoky mountain rain.
The mold-hanged tunes, the Memphis blues we used to sing.
I should have taken that as a warning.
And judging by the smile that's written on his face, there's nothing I can do.
It doesn't take a crystal ball to see a cowboy always His shoes in Texas I can tell When I'm eastbound and down and I can't help but cry Cause at 40 it gets lonelier with every mile I'll know that his mind was never gonna change Cause his heart still belongs to the Lone Star State She's from Texas, I can tell by the way he's two-stepping round the room.
And judging by the smile that's written on his face, there's nothing I can do.
Drinking Jack all by myself.
He caused two long legs in the scrub.
Faster than four when you're running from the law.
In a flash he was gone, the Birdman.
Two pistols in the air, bare chested, draped in gold.
Terrorising travellers holding up, coaches of the Cobb and Co.
With more than a dozen robberies and two murders to his name He built a reputation as the one who got away Those two long legs in the scrub A faster than four when you're running from the law.
Too quick for the trooper's guns.
The birdman of the courant.
A long range shot from a fisherman Brought the outlaws run to an end As his bird lay dead A trail of blood led into the salt bush scrub But his body was never found And they say there's a skeleton with a million dollars worth of gold.
Somewhere in the Curon, in South Australia, there's a statue of an ostrich with a saddle.
And if you want, you can climb up on, just like the bird man alive.
Just when I thought
Well, I guess he forgot about the smoky mountain rain.
The mold-hanged tunes, the Memphis blues we used to sing.
I should have taken that as a warning.
And judging by the smile that's written on his face, there's nothing I can do.
It doesn't take a crystal ball to see a cowboy always His shoes in Texas I can tell When I'm eastbound and down and I can't help but cry Cause at 40 it gets lonelier with every mile I'll know that his mind was never gonna change Cause his heart still belongs to the Lone Star State She's from Texas, I can tell by the way he's two-stepping round the room.
And judging by the smile that's written on his face, there's nothing I can do.
Drinking Jack all by myself.
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