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AIR: The Jolly Wagoner SITE SOURCE: Bush Life Hurrah for the Life of a StockmanPass around the pannikin, merry let us be,Care comes quick and sure, as though to mock, man. But little will be heed, as we quaff our bright brown tea, In a bumper to the life of a stockman Chorus So crack, crack, crack, Listen to the stockwhip rattle, Crack, crack, crack, As we round up our pesky cattle Oh we stockmen lead a merry merry life Under the spreading gum trees It's foolishness repining when we can all be gay Should melancholy come, do not heed his knock, man, But keep the door shut fast and he'll surely go away We don't need him in the life of the stockman. In the days of glee and merry nights, the time goes quickly by Little know we of the grief that often come and shock, man We let the future rest in peace and in the present cry Hip hooray, then for the life of a stockman. So here beneath the blue sky and the graceful bending trees All pleasant dreams and fancies still will surely flock, man Toil and trouble ever may you banish from the lees In the wild and jolly life of a stockman. |