The Dying Stockman

Waltz Beat

Verse 1
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 A   strap-ping young stock-man lay dy-ing,
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A sad-dle sup-port-ing his head,
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And his com-rades a-round him were cry-ing,
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As he leant on his el-bow and said:

CHORUS

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"Wrap me up in my stock-whip and blank-et,
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And bu-ry me deep down be-low,
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Where the ding-oes and crows will not find me,
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In the shade where the coo-li-bahs grow".

Verse 2
"Then cut down two stringybark saplings,
Place one on my head and my toe,
Carve on them crossed stockwhip and saddle,
To show there's a stockman below".

Verse 3
"There's tea in the battered old billy,
Place the pannikins all in a row,
And we'll drink to the next merry meeting,
And say that a stockman lies low".

Verse 4
"If I had the flight of a bronzewing,
Away to my true love I'd fly,
Straight to the home of my childhood
And there I would lay down and die".

Verse 5
"But hark 'tis the wail of a dingo,
Watchful and weird I must go,
For it tolls the death-knell of the stockman,
Who soon will be lying below."


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