Slim Dusty – The Big Wet Is Over (Guitar)

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Now the big wet is over and the creeks are all full

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And the green grasses bow to the breeze

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And the drought stricken breeders of not long ago

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Are chewing their cud neath the trees.

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The horse bells are ringing on the gulf country runs

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Peninsula camps are a stirr.

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Horse trailers and ringers and cooks full of fight

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Fresh from the big city's lure.

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Down on the basalt, the word has gone out.

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For all the good ringers to come.

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They laugh and they joke as they roll up their swags

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and take a last pull at the rum.

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And a dusky young maiden way out at the wheel

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is sayin' good bye to her bo.

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"Oh Johnny McDarling, oh stay true to me

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Till we meet at that big rodeo,"

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Johnny rides off to the Yelvertoft camps

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with a smile and a song in his heart.

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He knows she'll be waiting when the muster is done

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and never again will they part.

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Way out on the Cooper where the channels run wide

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and seldom if ever it rains.

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They're greasin' their saddles and checkin' their gear

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as soon they'll be riding again.

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Deep in the heart of the brigalow scrub

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Where the wiley old cleanskins reside

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Old pikers are rising and sniffing the air

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Weary of ringers who ride.

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Ride on wild horses as wild as themselves

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Hellbent for leather though scrub

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To run down the scrubbers and take them to sale

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And spend the rewards in the pub.

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Yeah the big wet is over and the creeks are all full

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And the country is smiling again

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Oh we paise the good lord for the blessing he gives

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In the form of this live giving rain.

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Yeah the big wet is over and the creeks are all full

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and the country is smiling again. Hey!