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Well this is a true story its about a tragic day

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Its the tale of the great shark of Jurien bay

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In august Sixty Seven Bobby and his buddy Lee

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Packed thier spear guns and their tents into thier Trusted old kombi

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As they drove red dust roads north into the lonley night

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They talked of winning the compition feared locals thought they might

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West aussie state pair spear fishing championships

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Lee tugged his thick beard and bobby bartle licked his lips

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[Verse]

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At first light they're looking seeward from thier perch on the great bluff

Bombor is breaking big the sea was cold and it was rough

As misarble mornings go today would surely top the list

But the boys were bloody hungry the grit thier teeth and clenched thier fists

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Swiftly swiming through thick wetsuits through open ocean swelll

they found a keel in the reef looked like tunnel straight to hell

Bob got real excited he said lets go check it out

and lee was obliging although he had his doubts


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They beat over dew fish the boys dove down kicking hard
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and then faced each other terrified as the surface went dark
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and simultaneously they screamed a bubble fuck

and right there up above em

was not a whale but a shark

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[Verse]

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Well the beast bit into bob and thrashed him too and fro

As Lee aimed through the blood at the monster down below

Clunk sounded the spear as it stuck into the sharks head

Bob was into pieces he was obviously dead

Out lashed the shark he wanted more yeah he was still alive

He stared over his shoulder into poor lees frightened eyes

his flippers kicked and something clicked he knew it was fly or die

To this day he swears he swum to the beach to the sky


[Chorus]

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And he was ten feet thick
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from his belly to his back
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Mechanic fire in his eye
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A cold heart turned black
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Of the ancient creature
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Of the deep


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Have mercey on me
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Cuz Bobby Bartle is dead


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Well down there at the pub where the seamen like to rave

Was it a tiger or a white that put Bob Bartle in his grave

And Lee is still a diver but of that place he stays away

Says its best left to the great shark of Jurien Bay


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And he was ten feet thick
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from his belly to his back
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Mechanic fire in his eye
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A cold heart turned black
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Of the ancient creature
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Of the deep


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