And I will never be alone
Now I know you’re somewhere
You’re everywhere to me
You’re the colour in the sky
A reason to believe
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you
By the boab tree

Lay your arms around me
Like the falling rain
Let the feeling drown me
And life begins again

And I will never be afraid
Now I know you’re somewhere
You’re everywhere to me
The warming of the sun upon
The earth beneath my feet
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you
By the boab tree

Oh his legend rode the winds from Broome to Darwin
They loved and loathed him right from end to end
When the drover gave his heart
To a girl whose skin was dark
From that day on he was no white-man’s friend

So goes The Drover’s story, you’ll hear it near and far
And in the end it’s all he’ll ever own.
It says the outcast is a free man
If he sleeps under the stars
Makes the blanket of the southern skies his home

Then they called him up to fight for Mother England
In a far off war that spilled his brother’s blood
Inside the jaw’s of hell
Where both his brother’s fell
He just watched his faith in man die in the mud

There was no hero’s welcome for The Drover
Just a country that had turned its back on him
When he came home from the war
His sick wife, they would not cure
They let her die, for the colour of his skin

So goes The Drover’s story, you’ll hear it near and far
And in the end it’s all he’ll ever own.
It says the outcast is a free man
If he sleeps under the stars
Makes the blanket of the southern skies his home

The Drover is a man of constant shadows
Haunted by his pain, his past and name
For every mile he rides
What he cannot hide,
Is the longing in his heart to love again

Over to you fellas!

You wear fancy boots, while I’ve got spurs
I just love the cold, but you like furs
You rush ahead, while I take my time
Listen, you ride your way and I’ll ride mine

Drive ‘em home guys

Yeaaaahahahah, I love it

WOBBLEBOARD!!

You really hate this old land of mine
It’s sad
But you’ll learn to love it if you take your time
Listen, it’s all part of a grand design
Why don’t I ride your way, you ride mine!

Watch them whisk it out along the water
Feel the wind gently breeze through your hair
I can guarantee you it’s better than being a barfly sitting in this pub
All night long