The Diamantina Drover
The faces in the photograph have faded
- The faces in the photograph have faded
- And I can't believe he looks so much like me
- For it's been ten long years today
- Since I left for Old Cork Station
- Sayin' I won't be back till the drovin's done
- For the rain never falls on the dusty Diamantina
- And a drover finds it hard to change his mind
- For the years have surely gone
- Like the drays from Old Cork Station
- And I won't be back till the drovin's done
- It seems like the sun comes up each mornin'
- Sets me up and then takes it all away
- For the dreaming by the light
- Of the camp fire at night
- Ends with the burning by the day
- For the rain never falls on the dusty Diamantina
- And a drover finds it hard to change his mind
- For the years have surely gone
- Like the drays from Old Cork Station
- And I won't be back till the drovin's done
- Sometimes I think I'll settle back in Sydney
- But it's been so long it's hard to change my mind
- For the cattle trail goes on and on
- And the fences roll forever
- And I won't be back till the drovin's done
- For the rain never falls on the dusty Diamantina
- And a drover finds it hard to change his mind
- For the years have surely gone
- Like the drays from Old Cork Station
- And I won't be back till the drovin's done
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