Collected from JOE WATSON
Caringbah, NSW
Recorded 1973 onwards

To the North, To the North

To the North! To the North!
Where the squatters go bung,
Where greenhide's their mainstay,
Their crops kurrajong,
Where for tucker and water,
You'll often run short,
While humping your bluey,
In the land of the North.

To the North! To the North!
To the home of the blacks,
Where for hundred's of miles,
You'll keep making tracks,
For tucker and water,
You'll often run short,
While waltzing your bluey,
In the land of the North.

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