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A song about growing up in Dunedoo, New South Wales, in the 1950s.





THE OLD FALLEN TREE TRUNK

Words and music by Lachlan Irvine

[C]/[G]/[D]/[G]/

There was an [G] old fallen tree trunk, lying [C] flat out on its side
On a [G] vacant block of land right next [D] door.
We were [G] young kids growing up, in a [C] little country town,
We were [D] working class, you could even call us [G] poor.
[G] We couldn't have the latest toys, my [C] clothes were hand me downs,
But with that [G] old tree trunk to play on, [D] life was never hard.
[G] I could be Davy Crockett, fighting [C] bravely to the end,
'Cause I [D] had my very own Alamo, right [G] next to my back yard.
We [C] had no need for playgrounds, [G] monkey bars or swings,
'Cause that [D] old fallen tree trunk could [G] be so many things. [C]/[G]/[D]/[G]/

[G] Standing on that mighty deck, with a [C] cutlass in my hand,
I was the [G] greatest pirate captain there could [D] be;
Or a [G] battleship commander, searching [C] with my telescope,
For [D] U-boats lurking in the cruel [G] sea.
[G] A cowboy or a soldier, Ned [C] Kelly or Robin Hood,
I could [G] be a different hero every [D] day;
With a [G] child's imagination, and that [C] tree trunk as our stage,
We [D] never could run out of games to [G] play.
We [C] had no need for playgrounds, [G] monkey bars or swings,
'Cause that [D] old fallen tree trunk could [G] be so many things. [C]/[G]/[D]/[G]/

[G] I'm living in the city now, and when my [C] son was two years old
We went [G] walking in the bush reserve out the [D] back.
[G] We found a fallen tree trunk, [C] lying on its side
Just a [D] little distance off the walking [G] track.
[G] That tree became our special place, [C] our secret cubby house,
We [G] went there nearly every single [D] day.
Then [G] one day it was gone, 'cause someone [C] thought it wasn't safe,
So the [D] council came and took that tree [G] away.
We [C] had no need for playgrounds, [G] monkey bars or swings,
'Cause that [D] old fallen tree trunk could [G] be so many things. [C]/[G]/[D]/[G]/

[G] I know you can't stop progress, [C] time does not stand still,
And we're [G] living in a different world to-[D]-day;
But [G] maybe something's lost, for the [C] safety that we've gained
When we [D] regulate the way our children [G] play.
We [C] had no need for playgrounds, [G] monkey bars or swings,
'Cause that [D] old fallen tree trunk could [G] be so many things.
We [C] had no need for playgrounds, [G] monkey bars or swings,
'Cause that [D] old fallen tree trunk could [G] be so many things. [C]/[G]/[D]/[G]

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