Slim Dusty – The Bogong (Guitar)

         E           B7             E
The snow leases have expired in the mountains

        A               B7        E
They’re all part of the Kosciusko Park

        A                         E
No more big mobs that way will be wand'rin

   F#                              B7
No more will the mountain heeler’s bark

    E                 B7          E
The mountain huts are now all deserted

    A                 B7       E
The mountain men have all disappeared

   A                         E
no yarns will be told in the lamplight

        A     B7                 E
No more early snow falls will be feared

            A       B7              E
There'll be no more big mobs on the Bogong

                                           A
In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed

                                   E
And the heather is bloomin' on the hillside

          A             B7                E
Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed

     E        B7            E
They say it’s all a part of progress

       A                 B7        E
To put out the stock and open up a park

       A                         E
But to me it's kind of quiet and lonesome

   F#                                   B7
Without the whipcracks and the heeler’s bark

       E             B7          E
Or the bellow of the bull in the morning

        A            B7             E
ringing clear on the nippy mountain breeze

        A                       E
And the sheep bells away in the distance

   A            B7                   E
to me these are the only sounds that please

            A       B7              E
There'll be no more big mobs on the Bogong

                                           A
In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed

                                   E
And the heather is bloomin' on the hillside

          A             B7                E
Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed

    E             B7                  E
The Tooma station heard of a thousand head or more

         A         B7             E
will not grace the mountain side again

        A                        E
and the sheep from Dromore and Bobundra

     F#                        B7
will no more ramble over snowy plain

  E                  B7            E
I know they say it's all a part of progress

       A                 B7        E
to put out the stock and open up a park

         A                                   E
but it's lonesome without sheep bells in the distance

        A                  B7              E
and without the whipcracks and the heelers bark

            A       B7              E
There'll be no more big mobs on the Bogong

                                           A
In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed

                                      E
and the tourists are hiking round the hillside

          A             B7                E
Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed

          A             B7                E
Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed