Farewell and Adieu
Farewell
To you Brisbane ladies
Farewell and Adieu
You maids of Too wong
We've sold all our cattle
And we have to get moving
But we hope to be seeing you
Again before long
We'll rant and we'll roar,
like true Queensland drovers
We'll rant and we'll roar,
as onward we push
Until we re turn to the
Ogatella station
Oh, it's flamin' dry goin' through the
old Queensland bul ge
The girls of Toomancy,
they look so entrancing
Like young ballin' heifers,
they're out for their fun
With the waltz and the polka
and all kinds of dancin'
To the rackety old banjo
of Henry Gunn
We'll rant and we'll roar
like true Queensland drovers
We'll rant and we'll roar
as onward we push
Until we re turn to the
Augapella Station
Oh, it's flamin' dry goin'
to the old Queensland road
Then it's on to Nenango,
that hard -bitten township
Where the out -of -work station
hands sit in the dust
And the shearers get shorn
by old Tim's the contractor
Well, I wouldn't go by there
by flamin' whale must
Yah!
We'll rant and we'll roar
like true Queensland drovers
We'll rant and we'll roar
as onward we push
Until we return to the
Ogallala Station
Whoa, it's flamin' dry goin'
through the old Queensland bush
We'll rant and we'll roar
like true Queensland rovers
We'll rant and we'll roar
as onward we push
Until we return to the
Ogathella station
Well, it's flamin' dry goin' through the old
Queensland bush