《Drovers Boy》歌词

[00:00:00] Drovers Boy - John Williams

[00:00:13] They couldn't understand why the drover cried

[00:00:15] As they buried the drover's boy

[00:00:19] The drover had always seemed so hard

[00:00:21] To the men in his employ

[00:00:25] A bolting horse the stirrup lost

[00:00:27] And the drover's boy was dead

[00:00:31] A shovel of dirt a mumbled word

[00:00:33] And it's back to the road ahead

[00:00:37] And forget about the drover's boy

[00:00:42] And they couldn't understand why the drover cut

[00:00:44] A lock of the dead boy's hair

[00:00:48] And put it in the band of his battered old hat

[00:00:50] As they watched him standing there

[00:00:54] And he told them take the cattle on

[00:00:56] I'll sit with the boy a while

[00:01:00] A silent thought a pipe to smoke

[00:01:03] And it's ride another mile

[00:01:06] And forget about the drover's boy

[00:01:11] Forget about the drover's boy

[00:01:16] And they couldn't make out why the drover and the boy

[00:01:18] Was camped so faraway

[00:01:22] For the tall white man and the slim black boy

[00:01:24] Never had much to say

[00:01:28] And the boy would be gone at the break of dawn

[00:01:30] Tail the horses carry on

[00:01:32] While the drover roused the sleeping men

[00:01:35] Daylight hit the road again

[00:01:40] And follow the drover's boy

[00:01:45] Follow the drover's boy

[00:02:09] In the camowheel pub they talked about

[00:02:11] The death of the drover's boy

[00:02:15] They drank their rum with the stranger

[00:02:16] Who'd come from the kimberley run fitzroy

[00:02:21] And he told of the massacre in the west

[00:02:23] Barest details guess the rest

[00:02:26] Shoot the bucks grab a gin cut her hair

[00:02:30] Break her in call her a boy the drover's boy

[00:02:37] Call her a boy the drover's boy

[00:02:47] So when they build that stockman's hall of fame

[00:02:49] And they talk about the droving game

[00:02:52] Remember the girl who was bed mate and died

[00:02:55] Rode with the drover side by side

[00:02:57] Watched the bullocks flayed the hide

[00:03:00] Faithful wife but never a bride

[00:03:02] Bred his sons for the cattle run

[00:03:04] Don't weep for the drover's boy

[00:03:09] Don't mourn for the drover's boy –

[00:03:13] But don't forget the drover's boy