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D A D A
It's been a hard hard year Pushing shit uphill
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But shit happens all the time And I guess it always will
D A D A
Now the days are getting long Summer's on its way
D A
And I can't wait for Christmas, because the
G A
Day after Christmas is Boxing Day
G A D G
And you'll know where to find me, Ten rows back at the MCG
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Right behind the bowler's arm
D A D A
2.So leave your worries at the farm don't fret about the rain
D A G A
Hold your credit over at the store, bring the kids down on the train
D A D A
Meet me on the Richmond side just outside the gate
D A G A
I want to see the very first ball but don't sweat if you're running late
G A D G
'Cause you'll know where to find me, There's no other place I'd rather be
D A G A
Than right behind the bowler's arm
G
3.And if we're lucky we might see
Em
someone make a ton or a slashing fifty
G
Yeah if we're lucky there might be
Em
a bowling spell of sheer wizardry
G A
But most probably nothing much will happen at all
D A D A
4.When the angels end my days and say my time is up
D A G A
I'll say to them now hold on please there's just one thing that you forgot
D A D A
I know each man must leave this world behind when he gets called
D A G A
But we had a deal that you won't count the days I watched the bat and ball
G A D G
And the angels, they'll know where to find me, There's no place I'd rather be
D A G A
Than right behind the bowler
G A D G
They'll know where to find me Ten rows back with sunburnt knees
D A G A
Right behind the bowler's arm
