To Play Without A Capo Transpose +3 Steps.
Intro
Verse 1
In A Dusty Pub On A Friday Night,
Neon Buzz And A Flickering Light,
Steel Strings Ringing, Boots On Wood,
Yeah The Band’s Playing Loud Like A Country Should.
Cold Beer Sweating In A Calloused Hand,
From The Coast To The Red Dirt Land,
Every Heart’s In The Rhythm, Don’t You Know,
When That Fiddle Cries, We All Let Go.
Pre-Chorus
There’s A Stomp In The Floor And A Spark In The Air,
You Can Feel That Freedom Everywhere,
No Worries Here, Just A Wild-Tonk Scene,
Black Hats Dancing In Blue Jeans.
Chorus
Australians Love To Honky Tonk,
Boot Scootin’ All Night Long,
Kickin’ Up Dust To A Country Song,
Where We All Know We Belong.
Black Hats, Blue Jeans, Hearts Run Free,
From The Bush To The Rolling Sea,
Turn It Up, Let The Good Times Roll,
That Country Music Feeds The Soul.
Verse 2
Out In The Open Where The Stars Burn Bright,
Ute Trays Rattling In The Night,
Bonfire Glow And A Six-String Cry,
Echoes Rolling Through The Outback Sky.
She’s Spinning Round In A Flannel Shirt,
Boot Heels Tapping In The Dirt,
Laughing Loud Like There’s No Tomorrow,
Dancing Off Every Bit Of Sorrow.
Pre-Chorus
There’s A Stomp In The Floor And A Spark In The Air,
You Can Feel That Freedom Everywhere,
No Worries Here, Just A Wild-Tonk Scene,
Black Hats Dancing In Blue Jeans.
Chorus
Australians Love To Honky Tonk,
Boot Scootin’ All Night Long,
Kickin’ Up Dust To A Country Song,
Where We All Know We Belong.
Black Hats, Blue Jeans, Hearts Run Free,
From The Bush To The Rolling Sea,
Turn It Up, Let The Good Times Roll,
That Country Music Feeds The Soul.
Interlude
Chorus
Australians Love To Honky Tonk,
Boot Scootin’ All Night Long,
Kickin’ Up Dust To A Country Song,
Where We All Know We Belong.
Black Hats, Blue Jeans, Hearts Run Free,
From The Bush To The Rolling Sea,
Turn It Up, Let The Good Times Roll,
That Country Music Feeds The Soul.
Outro
