The faces in the photograph have faded
And I can't believe he looks so much like me
For it's been ten 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 Sta-ation
And I won't be back till the drovin's done


Well it seems like the sun comes up each mornin'
Sets me up and takes it all away
For the dreaming by the light

Of the camp fire at ni-ight
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
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 Sta-ation
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
I won't be back till the drovin's done