Dying Stockman

Mrs Susan Colley


Bathurst Home for the Aged
Recorded 1973


Dying Stockman


A strapping young stockman lay dying
His saddle supporting his head
His two mates around him were crying
As he rose from his pillow and said

Wrap me up in my stockwhip and blanket
And bury me deep down below
Where the dingoes and crows won’t molest me
In the shade where the coolabahs grow
Oh get me a couple of saplings
Place one at my head and my toe
And do not fail to scratch on it
To show there’s a stockman below

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