调：Db major•
Verse 1
road trains taken over,
and the old tracks are seldom
This song is dedicated to the drovers of yesterday,
and to the last of the great
droving stock routes
near Mount Isa
and ends near Bourke
I was born in the saddle,
Like my father before,
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Ab
From the canning to the birdshole track,
comin' back to ride the old track
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Ab
Db
to see the old girl one last time
I have seen me some changes
and midnight rushes
And I'm still in the saddle,
still trying to settle down
of a diesel in the night
Comin' back to ride the old track
This runs for the sake of auld
Georgina's son's coming back
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