Song and melodies change and change
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And sway
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But they still stay the same
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The songs that we sung when the dark days come
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Are the songs that we sung when we chased them away
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If I ever found a pot of gold
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I'd buy bottles untold of the nectar of the vines
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I'm going to die with a twinkle in my eye
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'cause I sung songs spun stories loved laughed and drank wine
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Tomorrow is another day
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The cats are out to play, to play
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That old rusty spaceship wants to sail
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Into the milky way again
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On a river of red red wine
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Run...
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(let's have some)
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Fun...
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(we'll)
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Drink...
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(a toast to the)
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Sun...
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In summer the bushfires rage and rage
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And rage
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On such beautiful days
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And we fight them with water that runs through the cracks
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Water we're desperately trying to save
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So I'll just live on wine and water my vines
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And sleep on the wind with the fires right behind
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And sing on the beaches and dance through the night
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Oh we'll cry 'pass the wine, pass the wine, pass the wine'
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Run...
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(let's have some)
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Fun...
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(we'll)
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Drink...
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(a toast to the)
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Sun...
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Oh what a beautiful day today!
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Today's a day to celebrate
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Grab your bucket, grab your spade
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We're heading down to Half Moon Bay
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I saw a plane go into a cloud
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I'm drunk I'm happy I'm singing and loud
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Two o'clock in the arvo, but hey that's allowed...
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I'm having a good time and of that I am proud
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The Wine Song
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| The Cat Empire |
