Their Closing all the Gates.
Their closing all the gates my friend's
Prospectors all shutout
And they're closing all the gates my friend Heres what its all about.
Since our fathers first walked oer this land
Theres been a shining light.
For a man could break from poverty
If he held the Miners Right.
Now the Government and the mining Lobby
Rub their hands and say, Heres a Lurk!
Close the Gates and slap a padlock on, The gravels we wish to work.
Environmental issues are The catch-cry at their place
But theyll happily dig some Flamin hole That you can see from bloody Space!.
And now it seems theyll slap you hard And throw you in the Slammer
If their compliance mob haps to come by And yer pumping to your Banker.
And the truth is that we do no harm
Were not there blind and mental
We simply seek a little gold While clearing heavy metals.
Its further true we love the land
We take our family with us
To view the Mountain streams and smell Lemon scented Eucalyptus.
So we wont cop with this much more Where gathering with our mates
To fight you buggers whod keep us out By closing all the gates.
Copyright. 2017. Ross L. Langlands.
Tathradj
'bout as close I can get.
Well done Rosscco. :Y: :Y:
Their closing all the gates my friend's
Prospectors all shutout
And they're closing all the gates my friend Heres what its all about.
Since our fathers first walked oer this land
Theres been a shining light.
For a man could break from poverty
If he held the Miners Right.
Now the Government and the mining Lobby
Rub their hands and say, Heres a Lurk!
Close the Gates and slap a padlock on, The gravels we wish to work.
Environmental issues are The catch-cry at their place
But theyll happily dig some Flamin hole That you can see from bloody Space!.
And now it seems theyll slap you hard And throw you in the Slammer
If their compliance mob haps to come by And yer pumping to your Banker.
And the truth is that we do no harm
Were not there blind and mental
We simply seek a little gold While clearing heavy metals.
Its further true we love the land
We take our family with us
To view the Mountain streams and smell Lemon scented Eucalyptus.
So we wont cop with this much more Where gathering with our mates
To fight you buggers whod keep us out By closing all the gates.
Copyright. 2017. Ross L. Langlands.
Tathradj
'bout as close I can get.
Well done Rosscco. :Y: :Y: