Sergeant Small Testo

Testo Sergeant Small

I headed out to Charleville, out to the western towns,
I was on my way to Roma, destination Darling Downs

And my pants were getting ragged, my shoes were getting thin,
When we stopped in Mitchell, a goods train shunted in,
The engine blew her whistle, I was looking up to see,
She was on her way to Roma, that was very plain to me.

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I❝d go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.

As I sat and watched her, inspiration seemed to grow,
And I remembered the government slogan, ❝It❝s a railway that you own❝
So by the time the sun was setting, and night was going nigh,
So I gathered my belongings and I caught her on the fly.

And as we came into Roma, I tucked my head down low,
And a voice said ❝any room mate?❝ and I answered, ❝Plenty Beu❝
Then at this tip this noble man, the voice of Sergeant Small,
Said, ❝I❝ve trapped you very nicely, you❝re headed for a fall❝

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I❝d go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.

(instrumental, then change key)

The Judge was very kind to me, he gave me thirty days,
He said, ❝Maybe that would help to cure my rattler jumping ways❝
So if your down and outback, let me tell you what I think,
Just stay off the Queensland railways, it❝s a shortcut to the clink.

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I❝d go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.
I❝d go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.
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