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He moved away to college
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And he made some city friends
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Who¡¯d only seen in picture books
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What he¡¯d done on the land
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And the lazy small-town goings-on
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Seemed to lose their glow
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But once it¡¯s in your heart, boy
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It¡¯ll never let you go.
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CHORUS
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And when it rained
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He thought of home
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He talked of how the
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farm was going
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To his father on the phone
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He should¡¯ve learnt
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He should¡¯ve known
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Whatever¡¯s in your heart, boy
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Will never let you go
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She was city born and city bred
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And she had a city smile
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And she swept him off his Blundstone boots
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With her Sydney North Shore style
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He followed her to Manly Beach
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He really should have known
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She was a city girl at heart
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And it would never let her go
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CHORUS
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The romance didn¡¯t last long
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The whole thing fell apart
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The city life had chewed him up
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And cut him to the heart
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He wound the old Cortina up
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And headed it for home
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Coz it was in his heart
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And he just couldn¡¯t let it go
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When it rained
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| Colin Buchanan |
