The Drovers Boy chords by Amanda Palmer

Chords with lyrics

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They couldn't understand why the drover cried
              D MajorD
As they buried the drover's boy
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The Drover had always seemed so hard


          D MajorD
To the men in his employ
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A augmentedA bolting horse, the stirrup lost
             D MajorD
And the drover's boy was dead
  E minorEm    D MajorD    E minorEm   D MajorD
The shovelled dirt, a mumbled word
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And it's back to the road ahead
    C majorC       D MajorD    E minorEm
And forget about the drover's boy

Forget about the drover's boy

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And they couldn't understand why the drover cut
             D MajorD
A augmentedA lock of the dead boy's hair
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And put it in the band of his battered old hat
               D MajorD
As they watched him standing there
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And he told them to take the cattle on
            D MajorD
I'll sit with the boy a while
 E minorEm   D MajorD     E minorEm   D MajorD
A augmentedA silent thought, a pipe to smoke
     E minorEm      A minorAm
And it's ride another mile
  C majorC        D MajorD    E minorEm
And forget about the drover's boy

Forget about the drover's boy


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And they couldn't make out why the drover and the boy
           D MajorD
Always camped so far away
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For the tall white man and the slim black boy
         D MajorD
Never had much to say
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And the boy would be gone at the break of dawn
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Tail the horses, carry on
     E minorEm   D MajorD     E minorEm    D MajorD
While the drover roused the sleeping men
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Daylight – hit the road again
  C majorC     D MajorD    E minorEm
And follow the drover's boy

Follow the drover's boy

In the Camooweal Pub they talked about

The death of the drover's boy

They drank their rum with the stranger who'd come

From the Kimberley run
Fitzroy

And he told of the massacre in the west

Barest details – guess the rest

Shoot the bucks, grab a gin

Cut her hair, break her in

And call her a boy – the drover's boy
E minorEm
Call her a boy – the drover's boy


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So when they build that stockman's hall of fame
            D MajorD
And they talk about the droving game
 E minorEm     D MajorD      E minorEm     D MajorD
Remember the girl who was bedmate and guide
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Rode with the drover side by side
E minorEm     D MajorD     E minorEm     D MajorD
Watched the bullocks, flayed the hide
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Faithful wife but never bride
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Bred his sons for the cattle run
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But don't weep for the drover's boy
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Don't mourn for the drover's boy

But don't forget the drover's boy