Dondingalong
I wrote this verse and chorus many years ago. I misspelled the title and I've now corrected it because the place exist! I also made some other small changes. This could change again if I go in to production.
DONDINGALONG
Dirt tracks ahead, and a picnic table for two
Bush filled with birds, they can sing too
Streams fit for a splash, I'm wearing my swimmers
Water is too cold, my body has caught the shivers
Sun starting to set, I can hear a beast
I pause for a minute, only Kempsey is East
I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere
Some people would say a prayer
But I'd rather sing a song
Because I'm in Dondingalong
Torch out of batteries, car will not start
I know not to panic, I've watched Maxwell Smart
A house is nearby, about a hungry mile
Sidestep the roadkill, this may take a while
The house is a shack, Where old Joe resides
He's a good bloke, with a guitar and he jives.
I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere
Some people would say a prayer
But I'd rather sing a song
Because I'm in Dondingalong
He offered us a feed, a moist and tender T bone
Sang a song or two, then I used his phone
We heard a bang, something hit a tree
Our car rolled down the hill, It was not funny
We had to spend the night, in this mystic forest
But we had our instruments, in this mystic forest
I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere
Some people would say a prayer
But I'd rather sing a song
Because I'm in Dondingalong
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