Digging Opals (Remastered)

Twenty years digging opals in the sun
I've been twenty years digging opals in the sun
Twenty years digging opals in the sun

Now I've been twenty years after riches
And I've been trekking 'cross these open plains
Twenty years since I've had stitches in my britches
And I feel all the rain and pain I'm telling boys

Twenty years digging opals has been great fun
Twenty years digging opals and the job ain't done

I'm living with those seasons all around me
Ain't nothing left that can astound me
Tell my mama and those people there
Hey now brother I can't comb my hair
When the people stare and they say
Who's that there, who's that there
Who's that bloke over there, who's that fella
Looks like he's been digging opals for twenty years in the sun
Watch him get down

Digging opals in the sun
Digging opals in the sun
Twenty years digging opals in the sun

Now some people say that I look wasted
And all those rich folks call me a cur
But they don't know what I've tasted
And I don't ever call no one sir
Twenty years digging opals has been great fun
Twenty years digging opals and the job ain't done

I'm living with those seasons all around me (around me)
Ain't nothing left that can astound me (astound me)
Tell my mama and those people there
Hey now brother I can't comb my hair
When all the people stare and say
Who's that there, who's that there
Who's that bloke over there, who that fella
Looks like he been digging opals for twenty years in the sun
Watch him get down

Digging opals in the sun
Digging opals in the sun
Twenty years digging opals in the sun
Twenty years digging opals in the sun
I've been twenty years digging opals