John Williamson – Three Sons (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
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I'm into cattle, my Father was too

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From Great Great Grandfather all the way through

G                        C            G
And we scarcely have wasted an hour of daylight

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Stickin' to Herefords and it's been all right 
[Verse 2]
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Prepared for the lean times and save for a drought

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But you can't always plan how the future turns out 

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Life's gettin' harder to make what we need

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With low cattle prices and more mouths to feed 
[Chorus]
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Oh, six generations where camels run free

G                     A        D
I hope I am never too blind to see

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How fortunate, how proud can an old fella be

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Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me 
[Verse 3]
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Sent the boys off to school to see Adelaide

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How other folks live, get a job learn a trade

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Couldn't keep them away 'cause their hearts are still here

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My butcher, my welder, my diesel engineer 
[Chorus]
G                         C          G
Oh, six generations where camels run free

G                     A        D
I hope I am never too blind to see

   G                           C         G
How fortunate, how proud can an old fella be

G                                    D               G
Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me 
[Verse 4]
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And I come in for dinner, the sun hits the range 

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In a matter of seconds the colours all change

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From gold down to violet the soul has been burned

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And I understand fully why they have returned 
[Outro]
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Cause I'm into cattle, my Father was too

G                            D            G
From Great Great Grandfather all the way through 

G                        C            G
And we've never been guilty of wasting daylight 

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We work hard, we play hard and we sleep well at night

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Three sons in their swags 'round the stock camp with me