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Farewell and adieu to you, Brisbane ladies Farewell and adieu, you maids of Toowong We've sold all our cattle and we have to get a movin' But we hope we shall see 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 return to the Augathella station Oh, it's flamin' dry goin' through the old Queensland bush. The first camp we make, we shall call it the Quart Pot, Caboolture, then Kilcoy, and Colinton's Hut, We'll pull up at the Stone House, Bob Williamson's paddock, And early next morning we cross the Blackbutt. Then on to Taromeo and Yarraman Creek, lads, It's there we shall make our next camp for the day Where the water and grass are both plenty and sweet, lads, And maybe we'll butcher a fat little stray. Then on to Nanango, that hard-bitten township Where the out-of-work station-hands sit in the dust, Where the shearers get shorn by old Tim, the contr...

Pack your things Leave somehow Blackbird song Is over now. Mouths are dry River runs Hands are tied Preachers son. Pack your things Leave somehow Blackbird song Is over now. Don't be scared I'm still here No more time For crying dear.

To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day, Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say, No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip, The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip, Big iron on his hip. It was early in the morning when he rode into the town, He came riding from the south side, slowly looking all around, He's an outlaw loose and running, came a whisper from each lip, And he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip, Big iron on his hip. In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red, Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead, He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty four, And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more, One and nineteen more. Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around, Was an Arizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in town, He came here to take an outlaw back al...

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, how many times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. Yes, how many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, how many times can a man turn his head Pretending he just doesn't see? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind. Yes, how many times must a man look up Before he can really see the sky? Yes, how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind.