Chords with lyrics
Verse:
G+G D MajorD
Well, I've ripped and dug out burrows on a sandy bulloak hill,
G+G D MajorD
eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
but a boy born in the Mallee doesn't find 'em hard to kill.
G+G D MajorD
No self-respecting farmer lets a rodent eat his wheat,
G+G D MajorD
he'll shoot 'em and he'll skin 'em and he'll dress 'em up to eat,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
but since the spread of mixo he's almost got 'em beat,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
and I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee boy.
G+G D MajorD
Where little town dogs howl at the morning train,
G+G D MajorD
where a cocky makes a living on twelve inches of rain,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
where his woman provides and is rare to complain.
G+G D MajorD
And I still love the smell of that sandy soil,
G+G D MajorD
some say it's dusty, some say it's gold,
E minorEm D MajorD - D7D7
‘cause it grows the sweetest fat lambs the markets ever sold,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
and I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy.
C majorC G+G
Woo, do do do do do do,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
no, I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy.
Verse:
G+G D MajorD
Where you can lose an ear on duck opening day,
G+G D MajorD
where slickers bring their shotguns from miles away,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
and shoot the life out of shags and swans that fly their way.
G+G D MajorD
Where a bloke grows as stocky as a Mallee bull,
G+G D MajorD
where they come from miles around to see the tractor pull,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
when the paddocks are clean and seed silos are full,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
and I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy.
D MajorD - D7D7 - D MajorD - D7D7 - G+G
(harmonica)
Verse:
G+G D MajorD
Well, I've ripped and dug out burrows on a sandy bulloak hill,
G+G D MajorD
eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill,
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
and a boy born in the Mallee doesn't find 'em hard to kill.
G+G D MajorD
But they'll never be as rare as a Quandong tree,
G+G D MajorD
my grandma made some jam for my brothers and me.
E minorEm C majorC D MajorD - D7D7
They're like the Mallee Fowl you hardly ever see,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
but I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy.
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G
No, I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy.
C majorC G+G
Woo, do do do do do do,
D MajorD D7D7 D MajorD D7D7 G+G