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City Of Mount Isa - Slim Dusty (西林·得斯提)

Written by：Slim Dusty

I just called in to the city of Mount Isa

The old black road from the coast was hot and long

And the first mate that I met here in the Isa

Took my hand and said mate welcome home

The sun is hot but the beer is cold at the Isa

An oasis in this big red endless land

I've always found such friendship in the Isa

Like welcome back and let me take your hand

The first time that I came to this old city

I stayed two weeks and showed in a big marquee

And today I'm drivin' 'round to view the changes

Oh there's a highway now where the old tent used to be

But the first time that I showed here at the Isa

I knew for many years that I'd come back

Fresh vegetables and fruit came from their gardens

Just something to help us further down the track hey

Across the black salt plains of Western Queensland

Though the roads are sealed it's hot and still hard work

Thirty years ago it was a little different

Corrugation on long tracks of endless dirt

You were always glad to reach this friendly city

Where mateship never left you on your own

And today when I arrived I felt that mateship

When an old friend warmly said welcome home

So I just came back to my room here at the motel

To try and write a song and be alone

Just something someone says will get you started

Like when he waves and said welcome home oh yeah

Yeah I've just came back to the city of Mt Isa

And the old black road from the coast was hot and long

Yeah the first mate that I met here in the Isa

Took my hand and said mate welcome home