Song Name: | The Drover's Dream | By: | Unknown. Australian outback folk song |
Posted By: | Morph | Difficulty: | Intermediate |
Key: | C | Genre: | Folk |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2009-06-04 04:06:52 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | This is a great Australian bush song. If you're unfamiliar with the tune, check out YouTube to get the timing of the notes. It should be played with a continuous/stumbling, upbeat way. It sounds great on harmonica when you get the hang of the fast pace. The Drover's Dream 4 -5 6 -6 6 -5 One night when travelling sheep, 4 4 -4 5 -5 -4 4 my companions lay asleep 4 4 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -5 6 There was not a star to illuminate the sky 4 4 -5 6 -6 6 -5 I was dreaming I suppose, 4 4 -4 5 -5 -4 4 for my eyes were partly closed -5 6 -6-6 -6 -5 6 6 6 5 -5 When a very strange procession passed me by -5 6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 First there came a kangaroo 6 -6 7 7 7 -6 -5 with a swag of blankets blue 4 -5-5 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -5 6 And the dingo ran beside him as his mate 4 4 -5 6 -6 6 -5 They were travelling mighty fast 4 4 -4 5 -5 -4 4 but they shouted as they passed -5 6 -6 -6 -6 -5 6 6 5 -5 We'll have to jog along, it's getting late The pelican and the crane they came in from off the plain To amuse the company with a Highland fling The dear old bandicoot played a tune upon his flute And the native bears sat round him in the ring The drongo and the crow sang us songs of long ago And the frilled necked lizard listened with a smile The emu standing near with his claw up to his ear Said, Funniest thing I've heard for quite a while The frogs from out the swamp where the atmosphere is damp Came bounding in and sat upon the stones They each unrolled their swags and produced from little bags The violin, the banjo and the bones The goanna and the snake and the adder wide awake With an alligator danced The Soldier's Joy In the spreading silky oak the jackass cracked a joke And the magpie sang The Wild Colonial Boy Some brolgas darted out from the tea-tree all about And performed a set of lancers very well The parrot green and blue gave the orchestra its cue To strike up The Old Log Cabin in the Dell I was dreaming I suppose, for these entertaining shows But it never crossed my mind I was asleep Till the boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start Yelling, "Search me, where the hell are all the sheep!" |