Slim Dusty – Brigalow Bill (Guitar)

      D                    A
To an old county town long ago,

                               D
Just as the evening sun went below.

                             A
Entered the hotel bar on the hill,

                                      D
Stranger who called himself, Brigalow Bill.

D                               A
Called for a glass of ale and a smoke,

                                D
Didn't have much to say, hardly spoke.

                               A
Nothing about his past, did he tell,

                                D
Twenty five years ago, Brigalow Bill.

C                                  G
Fashion of dress and style of swag roll,

                               C
Even the way he walked plainly told.

                                  G
Even the slightest glance would reveal,

                                  C
City man breed and born, Brigalow Bill.

C                              G
Over the years he sank further down,

                                 C
He was the derelict drunk of the town.

                                   G
Everyone laughed and teased him at will,

                                   C
Topic of all their jokes, Brigalow Bill.

D                       A
Anyone in the town on a spree,

                                D
Always had Brigalow Bill's company.

                                  A
Even in drink his tongue would be still,

                                  D
Never spoke of his past, Brigalow Bill.

D                        A
Then to the town a rodeo came,

                                   D
One of the Brahman bulls broke its chain.

                                  A
Everyone left the streets running wild,

                             D
Nobody saw a small wondering child.

C                           G
Suddenly came a loud savage roar,

                                      C
Out in the street they all looked and saw.

                                       G
Stopped with a gun the beast lay there still,

                               C
Over the form of poor Brigalow Bill.

C                              G
Brigalow Bill's address in his grave,

                                 C
Died for the unknown boy that he saved,

                                G
Nothing was known of his past until,

                                 C
After the death of poor Brigalow Bill.

D                            A
Photograph of his wife and a note,

                               D
Telling of her new love so she wrote.

                                A
Nothing was known of his past until,

                                 D
After the death of poor Brigalow Bill.

A                                 D      A   D
Carried it to his grave, Brigalow Bill.