Behind The Bowlers Arm

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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
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Now the days are getting long   Summer's on its way
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And I can't wait for Christmas, because the
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Day after Christmas is Boxing Day

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    And you'll know where to find me,   Ten rows back at the MCG
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    Right behind the bowler's arm
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2.So leave your worries at the farm don't fret about the rain
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  Hold your credit over at the store,       bring the kids down on the train
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  Meet me on the Richmond side just outside the gate
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  I want to see the very first ball but don't sweat if you're running late
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  'Cause you'll know where to find me, There's no other place I'd rather be
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  Than right behind the bowler's arm

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3.And if we're lucky we might see
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      someone make a ton or a slashing fifty
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  Yeah if we're lucky there might be
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      a bowling spell of sheer wizardry
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  But most probably nothing much will happen at all
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4.When the angels end my days and say my time is up
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  I'll say to them now hold on please  there's just one thing that you forgot
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  I know each man must leave this world behind when he gets called
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  But we had a deal that you won't count the days I watched the bat and ball
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  And the angels, they'll know where to find me, There's no place I'd rather be
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  Than right behind the bowler
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  They'll know where to find me  Ten rows back with sunburnt knees
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  Right behind the bowler's arm