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BRENDON WALMSLEY : Last of the big gun drovers lyrics

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BRENDON WALMSLEY lyrics : "Last of the big gun drovers"

Lock was just a lad the day he rode to Charleville
To join his brother on a cattle drive
Growing up comes quicker to a boy who's thrown in deep

And has to learn the hard way to survive

Across the mulga country a thousand head to keep

He took the mob to where the grass was greener
Broken bones and cattle rushes, round them up again
Swim them 'cross the flooded Diamantina


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He's the last of the big gun drovers

Taken over by the cattle trucks and trains
A pioneering hero, along the outback trail
A legend in the Stockman's Hall of Fame


He never looked for trouble but when it came his way
Well folks would lay their money down and when Lock

walked away
He'd left the other bloke a sorry sight


Rode the brumbies to a standstill no other man could
tame
Knew just how to break those outlaws in

And earned a reputation, a rider of renown
Who wouldn't let the wild horses win


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It's all he's ever wanted, it's all he's ever known

Riding in that saddle- the place that he called home

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He's the last of the big gun drovers
And there'll never be another quite the same

A pioneering hero, along the outback trail
A legend in the Stockman's Hall of Fame
He's a legend in the Stockman's Hall of Fame

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