Close As A Whisper (the Gift) by Lee Kernaghan
I tumbled into life, out on the western line
A simple gathering of melody and rhyme
Written down and tweeked a bit,
Ink pen on manuscript
Little town Little song
Lookin for somewhere to belong
Sat in a bureau drawer
Pulled out then performed
For a governor and mayor
A law clerk scratched me down
Next mornin we left town
And he was hummin as we rode
And I wondered where we'd go
On and on round and round
Far and wide am I bound
I'm a gift, I'm a drifter
Always wandering free
On and on like the wind
I am home, I am friend
And you'll always be as close
As a whisper to me
Some shearers headin south
Sang me to Jackie Hall
First time he ever shore a hundred in a day
I rode the silver rails
I crossed the mountain trails
They sing my story from the cape to Morton Bay
And send me on my way
On and on round and round
Far and wide am I bound
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