One Of These Days

One Of These Days

Words and Music: Pat and Carol Drummond

For Peter and 'Socks',

Dateline Breeza, N.S.W.

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Some of us set out our careers according to a grand plan; others simply drift; carried on the tides of opportunity and the economic cycles. I had a conversation with a young man in Breeza who spoke to me of the limited possibilities that rural life held for him. I often wonder if he ever got that car.

I live in the white fibro house on the ridge

overlooking Breeza Bridge.

There wasn't much here for us when we were kids

and there's little more now for a man.

My little dog, Socks, is eleven years old

but bright as a button; does just what she's told.

I take her down to the swimming hole

and tell her about my plans.

Chorus: One of these days I'm gonna buy me a real good car.

One I can rely on that won't fall apart;

take it up north where the dollars are;

drive over that bridge and away.

One of these days, one of these days, one of these days.

I turn my hand to most any old thing.

I was chipping cotton but work's getting thin.

I guess you could say I'm a bit short of tin

but it won't always be that way.

Chorus:

Saturday night with a few dozen tins

I go down to the river with a few of my friends;

make boats from the empties and roll them in;

watch them sail away.

One of these days, one of these days, one of these days.

We listen to Hoedown on 2TM;

about people and places that we've never been.

I hear Mum singing after I turn in that song that she sings to herself.

Chorus:

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