Slim Dusty Laughter In The Hills
From out across the great divide, a story reached my
ears
About a jackass and a boy; I'd like you all to hear.
At daylight in the mornin', his little heart it thrills
To the echoes in the valley, from the laughter in the
hills.
Perched up in a tall gumtree, by the homestead so I
hear
A happy kookaburra, laughs away his fear
He wakes the little feller, who jus' tumbles out of bed
As he got dressed he said aloud, "My friend must be
fed."
He found some bits and pieces, which he placed upon
some bark
And soon the jackass he came down as happy as a lark
And as the sun peeped o'er the hill, he jumped around
so grand,
And then he ate a piece of meat out of the younger's
hand
Well when that lad went back inside, his father said,
"Young man,
You'll have to get rid of that bird as quickly as you
can,
For lately I've been worried, and I miss my morning
rest
I think that bird of yours, young man, is nothing but a
pest."
Next morning see his father up beneath that old
gumtree,
With red meat full of strychnine, "I'll get that bird",
thought he,
Then went into the house, he chanced to look around
And saw that jackass swoop upon a black snake on the
ground
He dived down and grabbed that snake, as quick as any
cat,
He bumped and bashed and banged him and shook him like
a rat
They tossled there upon the ground and then he flew up
high
And soon that reptile met his death, from somewhere in
the sky.
The father scratched his greying head and felt a little
ashamed
If my son had been poisoned, I'd be the one to blame.
So he told his wife and little son, of all that he did
see
And now trhat jackass is just one of a happy family.
From out across the great divide, a story rings so true
About a jackass and a boy, I think, of something new
At daylight in the mornin', his little herart it
thrills
To the echoes in the valley, from the laughter in the
hills.
