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JACK POBAR Holberton St Toowoomba Recorded May 1973
The Old Bullock DrayNow the shearing is all over and the wool is coming downI mean to get a wife, me boys, when I go into town Everything that's got a mate, that brings itself in view From the little paddy melon to the big kangaroo So roll up your bundle and let us make a push I'll take you up the country and I'll show you the bush I'll be bound you won't get such a chance another day So come and take possession of the old bullock dray. I'll teach you the whip, the bullocks how to flog You'll be my offsider when I'm fast in a bog, Hitting out both left and right, and every other way, Making skin, hair and blood fly round the old bullock dray Good beef and damper of that you'll get enough When boiling in the bucket such a walloper of duff My mates they'll all dance and sing on our wedding day To the music of the bells around my old bullock dray There'll be lots of piccaninnies, you must remember that There'll be Buckjumping Maggie and leather Bellied Pat There'll be Stringy-bark Peggy and Greenhide Mike Yes, my colonials, as many as you like. Now that I am married and have piccaninnies three No one lives more happily than my little wife and me She goes out hunting to wile away the day While I take down the wool in my old bullock dray. |