Harry Dale


Mrs Susan Colley

 

Bathurst Home for the Aged
Recorded 1973

 

Harry Dale

 

The stony ridges across the rolling plains
Young Harry dale the drover comes riding home again
And where his stock horse bears him and light of heart is he
And stoutly his old packhorse is trotting by his knee
Up Queensland way with cattle he travelled regions vast
Long months had vanished since home folks saw him last
He hums a song of someone he hopes to marry soon
And hobble chains and campware keep jingling to the tune
Harry pushes on and his horses strength he tries
He hopes to reach the river before the flood shall rise
But arh, the flood runs stronger than ere it ran before
The saddle horse is failing and only half way o’er
Harry speaks to Rover the best dog on the plain
To his hardy horses as he stroked their shaggy mane
We’ve tested bigger rivers when floods were at their height
Nor shall this gutter stop us from getting home tonight
Someone’s eyes are saddened and someone’s heart still bleeds
In sorrow for the drover who sleeps among the reeds.

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