He'd Brycreamed his hair and straightened his tieWhen he
They're coming down from the hills and from out of
My mate said don't get on that horseHe's made a
I guess everybody knew the way the sergeant knocked her
From dusk 'til dawn she's high in the saddleOut back
Well they say a part of Rachel diedThe day her
Johnno drives a cruiser, Stretch is in his uteKenny's old
There'd be a blue out the backAnd we'd all rush
Maybe I was born to be a rambling manMaybe I
Well I was sitting in a roadhouseHavin' a cup to
He sat by the door of the grand old Birdsville
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