A big guitar, huge harmonica song about getting back to your roots
Wirds and music by Nigel Clothier
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Morgan’s Creek is an imaginary town in the heart of Australia. It’s the kind of small town you have to leave in order to see the world, but it’s also the kind of place you end up back home in, settling down. The song is about the homecoming of someone who’s been away travelling but has now come home to a lover who’s been waiting for them for a long time. The lyrics also try to portray the world weariness of the traveller and the fact that Morgan’s Creek is a sanctuary from the madness of the world. Finally, it deals with the dangers and opportunities of travelling, angel looking devils and kissing friends.
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I’ve been on so many tiring journeys, I’m aching in my bones and in my mind
I’ve seen so many things we’ve got in common, so why do we let anyone choose sides?
Spent too long asleep with one eye open, looking for a kissing friend somewhere
Let me get to Morgan’s Creek, let me get to Morgan’s Creek
Let me get to Morgan’s Creek, my treasure’s buried there
There’s been moments when my heart felt light as feathers, and times it’s been an anchor weighing me down
It’s acted as the force that keeps me going, when others might have quit or gone to ground
And angel looks that hid a little devil, tickled my feet into their fire
Let me get to Morgan’s Creek, let me get to Morgan’s Creek
Let me get to Morgan’s Creek, my treasure’s buried there
It’s done me good to be away, I’ve gained so much in many ways, now I’m sure I wanna stay
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