Thing called "Home And Broken Hearted"
Let's see yous up off your arses for a start
I hiked up from Sydney in the week before Christmas
Was thirty-eight degrees in the shade
I bought a second-hand Morris for a cheap two-twenty
Drove it down to Adelaide
She boiled for an hour, twenty miles out of Euston
Thought that heat would never end
I knew I'd be home for Christmas with my Sandy
And a few extra dollars to spend
Well, home and broken-hearted
I've been pasted to the telephone
Boxing Day break was wasted sitting here on my own
The beer we bought for Christmas ran dry this afternoon
On the radio, it's New Year's Eve
What a lowdown time of the year to pack your luggage and leave
Drove to the buyer just as fast as I could go
Was talking to his teenage son
I sure hope it lasted for the poor little bastard
Least until he'd had some fun
Caught a taxi home with great anticipation
Thinkin' all you got to do is try
There's a note propped up against the dressing table mirror
"Jimmy, it's over, goodbye!"
Home and broken-hearted
Well, I've been pasted to the telephone
Boxing Day break was wasted sitting here on my own
The beer we bought for Christmas ran dry this afternoon
On the radio, it's New Year's Eve
What a lowdown time of the year to pack your luggage and leave
Yeah, don't leave me baby, oh
Went to a party, tried to drink myself happy
Steaks were washed away in the rain
Finished up in bed with an old acquaintance
She'll never be my friend again
And everyone was asking me where's the little woman
Rolled home before the rain could stop
Well, I've been sitting for days reading pre-Christmas papers
With my heels on the table-top
Home and broken-hearted
I've been pasted to the telephone
The Boxing Day break was wasted sitting here on my own
The beer we bought for Christmas ran dry this afternoon
On the radio, it's New Year's Eve
What a lowdown time of the year to pack your luggage and leave
Yeah, don't leave me baby, oh, woo
Thank you