D A Bm G x 2 / D A G D
I wish I had more money
I wish I had more brains
But even so there’s a gal I know
Who’s living on the western plains
Her hair falls down like blossoms
She wears her heart upon her sleeve
She does her thinking right out loud
and most of it I believe
A G x 3 / D A G / D A G D
Now I’m heading for the west again
Driving down the road past the cows and grain
In the sunshine or in the rain
Heading for the west again
If I had a dollar
For every time she makes me smile
I’d have a stack to fill the MCG
and buy all of the British Isles
Maybe we’ll plant a garden
Have chooks pecking at the ground
We’ll sing together through the day
breathe in those sacred sounds
Down the freeway and into the lanes
We sit inside our garden
Our laughter/love falls (down) like rain
We’ll light an open fire
and dance around like flames
She thinks about the depth of everything,
she sees all the woods and all the trees
We watch the chooks peck at the ground,
Her laughter falls like rain
We sit inside our garden, we get the eggs our chooks have laid
Well I’d likmore money, I’d like more brains
But I’ve got a gal from the western plains
And I’m not quite sure just what I did right
She’s good with her hands
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