"Dogs, Dust And Diesel" lyrics
Hey
Dogs and dust and diesel have been my mates for years
We've thumped the corrugations and moved a million gears
Seen a heap of country and met some decent folk
Departed and farewelled them with a wave of diesel smoke
We've lumbered heavy haulage and ran some lively loads
Through spinifex and sandhills where the bends are pigeon-toed
Hey, been pulled up by the coppers, with me that's common, mate
Always breakin' some infringement – now they call me overweight
Hey, dogs and dust and diesel coupled up with oil and grease
Have bound me to the cabin with a lifetime verbal lease
The song of this old diesel ridin' home without a stop
Rides easy like the dog and gates all piggy-backed on top
I've been bogged out in the donger, pulled down by suction mud
Where swampland-bred mosquitoes drained a billy can of blood
Worn out a post-hole shovel, then put my mouth in gear
Pulled it back to neutral just in case the Lord should hear
I boil up by the roadway, as daylight slowly dims
And watch the bulldust pyramids tricklin' from the rims
Check the dog and diesel, air hose and couplin' rings
There's a blowout on the bogey and the dog had broken springs
All through the Outback country we find his rendezvous
A diesel patch, a ring of oil, and a sardine tin or two
Pull-tops from the stubbies and a few more telltale clues
Where loads and roads are topics and general daily news
Yeah, a truckie's compensation is a freeway wide and black
The milepegs fly much faster than those away out back
I'll get dry-cleaned and polished, have a major service done
Throughout the truck returnin' home to the dog and diesel run, hey
Hey, dogs and dust and diesel have been my mates for years
We've thumped the corrugations and moved a million gears
Seen a heap of country and met some decent folk
Departed and farewelled them with a wave of diesel smoke
Dogs and dust and diesel have been my mates for years
We've thumped the corrugations and moved a million gears
Seen a heap of country and met some decent folk
Departed and farewelled them with a wave of diesel smoke
We've lumbered heavy haulage and ran some lively loads
Through spinifex and sandhills where the bends are pigeon-toed
Hey, been pulled up by the coppers, with me that's common, mate
Always breakin' some infringement – now they call me overweight
Hey, dogs and dust and diesel coupled up with oil and grease
Have bound me to the cabin with a lifetime verbal lease
The song of this old diesel ridin' home without a stop
Rides easy like the dog and gates all piggy-backed on top
I've been bogged out in the donger, pulled down by suction mud
Where swampland-bred mosquitoes drained a billy can of blood
Worn out a post-hole shovel, then put my mouth in gear
Pulled it back to neutral just in case the Lord should hear
I boil up by the roadway, as daylight slowly dims
And watch the bulldust pyramids tricklin' from the rims
Check the dog and diesel, air hose and couplin' rings
There's a blowout on the bogey and the dog had broken springs
All through the Outback country we find his rendezvous
A diesel patch, a ring of oil, and a sardine tin or two
Pull-tops from the stubbies and a few more telltale clues
Where loads and roads are topics and general daily news
Yeah, a truckie's compensation is a freeway wide and black
The milepegs fly much faster than those away out back
I'll get dry-cleaned and polished, have a major service done
Throughout the truck returnin' home to the dog and diesel run, hey
Hey, dogs and dust and diesel have been my mates for years
We've thumped the corrugations and moved a million gears
Seen a heap of country and met some decent folk
Departed and farewelled them with a wave of diesel smoke
