Slim Dusty – Trumby (Guitar)

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D                              A
Trumby Was A Ringer, A Good To At That

                                                                     D
He Could Rake And Ride A Twister, Throw A Rope And Fancy Plait

                  G                                             D
He Could Counterline A Saddle, Track A Man Lost In The Night

D                              D                  A            D
Trumby Was A Good Boy, But He Couldn't Read Or Write

                                 A
Trumby Was Dependable, He Never Took To Beer

                                                         D
The Boss Admired Him So Much, One Day Made Him Overseer

      G                                             D
It Never Went To Trumby's Head, He Didn't Boast Or Skite

G                           D            A                  D
Trumby Was A Good Boy But He Couldn't Read Or Write

C                                                         G
Drought Was On The Country, The Grass In Short Supply

                                                            C
The Tanks Were Getting Lower And The Waterholes Near Dry

F                              C
Cattle Started Dying And Relief Was Not Insight

  F                  C         G                           C
To Estimate The Losses Trumby Couldn't Read Or Write

                                          G
He Rode Around The Station Pulling Cattle From The Bog

                                                C
To Save Them Being Torn Apart By Eagles Crows And Dogs

 F                                                   C
He Saw A Notice On A Tree, It Wasn't There Last Night

F                     C            G                            C
Trumby Tried To Understand But He Couldn't Read Or Write

     D                                    A
On Bended Knee Down In The Mud, Trumby Had A Drink

                                                          D
Swung The Reins To His Horse Said "We Go Home I Think

     G                      D
Tell Em Boss About The Sign He Read Em Good Alright

G              D               A                   D
One Day Boss's Missus Teaching Em Trumby Read And Write

D                                                                A
Well Concern Was Felt For Trumby, He Hadn't Used His Bed

                                                                     D
Next Day Beside That Muddy Hole They Found The Ringer Dead

         G                                                            D
And A Piece Of Tin Tied To A Tree Then Caught The Boss's Eye

    G                                          D      A         D
As He Read The Words Of Poison Here, Signed By Dogger Bry

C                                                              G
Now The stock Had Never Used That Hole Along That Stony Creek

G                                                         G
And Trumby's Bag Was Empty, It Had Freyed And Sprung A Leak

F                                                                  C
The Dogs Were There In Hundreds And The Dogger In His Plight

F                                          C           G            C
Told The Boss He Never Knew Poor Trumby Couldn't Read Or Write

D                                             A
Now Trumby Was A Ringer As Solid As A Post

A                                                                         D
He Heart Was In The Right Place Mate And That's What Matters Most

  G                                                                    D
Of times I Think How Sad It Is In This World With All It's Might

G                                                D                               A
That A Man Like Trumby Met His Death Because He Couldn't Read Or Write

A                  D
Couldn't Read Or Write

A                D
Couldn't Read Or Write