a. l. lloyd - on the road with liddy lyrics
i’m on the road with liddy with five hundred head of fats
we string’ em on the stony ground and wheel ’em on the flats
and when the evenin’ stars come out, with laughter and with song
we round the cattle up, and camp by some quiet billabong
our cook’s a ball of muscles when he’s rustling up a feed
and bob delany’s home and dried when steadying the lead
and if the cattle run at night, there’s one chap out in front
striking matches on the bullock’s horns, a chap named georgie hunt
and when we get to wyndham, there’s tom cole with his whip
to steer the lead across the hill and put ’em on the ship
and when the mob is all on board, we’ll have some blasted fun
we’ll get jack roberts with his car to take us for a run
we’ll try and dig bob cooper up, then to that bag of tricks
the pub that’s kept by teddy clark they call the double-six
we’ll sing again them drovin’ songs we sang along the track
have a show on the screen for an hour or two, then off again out-back
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