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Port Fairy Folk Festival "Theme Song"

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Published on Mar 6, 2013

"PORT FAIRY FOLK FESTIVAL THEME SONG"
Performed by THE FLYING SILVERKANE SHAMANS
Written by Jordan Lockett, with help from John Conlan and Daniel Binks.


Come gather 'round people
It's that time of year
When we all drink Guinness instead of beer
Jamie's done the lineup and it looks bloody good
I've circled all the good gigs and asterisked the 'shoulds'.

Go and see Garry -- buy some poffridges
Are the Emu's at Tower Hill, or are they Ostriches?
Morris, Jack and Reg have led the troops for weeks
Raising all the marquee tents and checking them for leaks

It's Labour Day weekend in Port Fairy Town
People come from everywhere to my home ground
"Welcome to Country" on Friday night
Sunny Sunday but pissing at night

Southcombe Park is chockers and the Garden's Oval full
There's a line up of cars past Warrnambool
The only time the surfers Pray for no surf
Cause this ain't no surf break this is hallowed turf

Colin's got the kegs piled up in the Sheebeen
God bless the cricket club and Wally Sheehan
What about that year with the dodgy fake tickets
It was a long time ago and so was Mary Pickett's

It's Labour Day weekend in Port Fairy Town
People come from everywhere to my home ground
Paul Kelly's stage one on Saturday night
Sunny Sunday but pissing at night

The guitar concert's next
I think I see Mum
I love the way they pick, and that crazy guy strums
The 'Women in Song' will start our Sunday
The Port Fairy ladies are dancing away!
Danny Spooner and the Whalers, sea shanty at the river
Pour some pepper on your Guinness,
it's good for your liver!
Make sure you throw some money in Campbell's Billy
Pack some warm clothes,
Port Fairy gets chilly

It's Labour Day weekend in Port Fairy Town
People come from everywhere to my home ground
John Williamson's stage three on Saturday night
Sunny Sunday but pissing at night

I really love the smell of the trampled grass
I've never had a folkie chair,
but I've got a sore arse
Rest in Peace Johnny Ploenges, You were a Great Man
You, Bocky and Bruce
Always had the plan

Sunday nights the sing-along, come to the Guinie tent
Gibbo, Johnny and the boys, I'm heaven sent
Mad Monday comes along, the locals hit the stump
When I see that stream of cars, my throat gets a lump
It's Labour Day weekend in Port Fairy Town
People come from everywhere to OUR HOME GROUND
CLAYMORE's Stage One on Saturday night
Sunny Sunday but pissing at night

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