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RSL
Some kissed the girls, I kissed the
The Bover boys with their shiny red
Three champagne stirring my head

We rolled out the barrels,
We sang with a voice

Let all turn to gold and the hell I've raised
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories give me a part to play
Grant me day

The and the sky and the Sunshine Coast of gold
Floating on a board, life on hold
I never know the way, but You always take me
And I it now like the Mooloolaba air

We'll roll with the wave, boys
We'll sing out, make some noise

Let all tears turn to and the hell I've raised
Lord, let it away
As Your glories unfold me a part to play
Grant me day

Red dust rises clouds your thought
You don't know you're deceived until not
Good dog, bad dog, get to fighting in your head
The winner is the one getting fed

God is and my magic is no good
And He's called me out on walkabout
He leads me to water and each song line
And I know to know His ways are than mine

So roll out the road rig,
And with a grateful voice

Let all tears turn to gold and the hell that's
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories unfold give us a part to
us another day

Let all turn to gold and the hell that's raised
Lord, let it fade
As Your glories unfold us a part to play
Grant us day