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John Williamson
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Station Cook
Old peewee had a pickled look from too much alcohol
But his missus kept a cream stick to keep him in control
he rarely left his sunken bed in the breeze way out the back
his only job was to split the wood or the missus whip would crack
Now the women was a mighty cook very wide across the bum
the station kids black and white were allowed to call her mum
her kitchen was a bakery for an outback appetite
for big slabs of bully beef or good old vegemite
Some of the men were bachelors, some of the men were not
it didn't worry the station cook, she'd feed the bloody lot
visitors from the Isa or tourists in a bus
with a huge pot of strong tea and a minimum of fuss
Now the station pet was a brahman bull, you could pat him on the head
he'd never seen a sale yard, he was station bred
I tried to take his picture with a stockman and a gin
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but they faded into the scenery with a drought resistant grin
To the famous Brunnette races, they head for the fun
where the beer flowed like a river, there was beer and Bundy rum
the station boys were the favorites to win the tug of war
the townies weren't prepared to risk another broken jaw
Some of the men were bachelors, some of the men were not
it didn't worry the station cook, she'd feed the bloody lot
visitors from the Isa or tourists in a bus
with a huge pot of strong tea and a minimum of fuss
It's the last of the outback stations owned by a family
hard fought by a pioneer of the Northern Territory
I hope it won't be swallowed up by a public company
and fade into the heat haze of outback history
- 感谢 Aaren 提供歌词
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