WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Slim Dusty - The Ocker Chords | Ver. 1
[Intro]
G A7 D D G
[Verse]
G D G
I’m tired of listening to people,
D G
who rubbish what they call an Ocker.
E A7
Bout time they took a look at themselves,
D G
they’re worse cause they’re just a Knocker.
[Verse]
G D G
To me they're just parcel post cowboys,
D G
the true bushman I’m sure would agree.
E A7
For I know that there’s thousands of Ockers
D G
who’d be glad to swap places with me.
[Verse]
G D G
While he works in a steamin’ hot foundry,
D G
the sweat pours free from his brow.
D
I’ll probably be boiling my quart pot,
A7 D
Where do ya reckon, he’d rather be now.
[Verse]
G D G
He drags himself off to the nightshift,
D G
after risin’ from a cozy warm bed.
E A7
All the Knockers try tell us, he’s useless,
D G
I’m convinced they’re so wrong instead.
[Verse]
G D G
He does his best for wife and for family.
D G
Most times it’s a pretty hard grind.
D
To pay his bills at the end of the month.
A7 D
If me, I’d be out of my mind.
[Verse]
G D G
In the bush it’s free board and tucker.
D G
And bill’s just the name of a friend
E A7
There's never a need for much money
D G
unless you’re in town on a bend
[Verse]
G D G
Oh, I’m tired of listening to people,
D G
who rubbish what they call an Ocker.
E A7
Bout time they took a look at themselves,
D G
they’re worse cause they’re just a Knocker. Hey!
[Interlude]
G A7 D G
[Verse]
G D G
There’s a lot of folk call him a bludger,
D G
The Knockers that rubbish and call.
D
But if it weren’t for the bloke in the city,
A7 D
There’d be no bloody city at all.
[Verse]
G D G
Who do you think built the houses,
D G
And the roads that we travel upon.
E A7
Or the beautiful places that we visit,
D G
And resorts that we holiday on.
[Verse]
G D G
So, next time that you go on a journey,
D G
Just take a good look around.
D
Note the millions the things that the Ocker has built
A7 D
And compare it to your own barren ground.
[Verse]
G D G
Oh, we're miles in front of half the world
D G
And the youngest country on earth.
E A7
And lazy bloody Australians have built it.
D G
Now what do you reckon he’s worth?
[Verse]
D G D G
Oh, for god’s sake get off his back mate
D G
And give the old docker is due.
E A7
Maybe all he talks of is his football
D G D
But at least he’s not rubbishing you.
[Verse]
G D G
To me their just parcel post cowboys,
D G
the true bushman I’m sure would agree.
E A7
For I know that there’s thousands of Ockers
D G
who’d be glad to swap places with me.
[Outro]
G A7 D* G
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