The Droving Woman (live) chords

Paul Kelly


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Capo: 6st fret



|C  Am  G|C  Am  G|C  Am  G|C  G  F| 

verse 1: 
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Well, she buried him down on the edge of the town, 
      C            Am              G 
Where the brigalow suckers, on the cemetery creep. 
    C          Am                 G 
She stood with them children in a heavy brown gown, 
         C             G            F 
What you want you just can't always keep. 

verse 2: 
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"Well I'm sorry", I said, "I knew him so well", 
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Though your body is young, well you never can tell. 
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When the hand of fate brings it's fateful death knell", 
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She just turned with the slightest of smiles. 

verse 3: 
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She said "From the start well we knewed it so hard, 
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We were always handed the severest of cards. 
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A honeymoon spent droving Jamieson's stock, 
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Through the wildest winter you've seen. 

verse 4: 
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And my Romantic notions of horses and land, 
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They were soon dis-pelled as a fantasised dream. 
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Watching cattle at night in the mid-winter cold, 
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Turns a person, both wiry and old. 

Verse 5: 
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Well the flame of the breakfast fire'd be dead, 
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As the sun rose up, well you move up ahead. 
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I'd be breaking the camp up and rolling the beds, 
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As you fanned the stock wider for feed. 

Verse 6: 
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When the weather turned sour with the onset of rain, 
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An' the truck'd bogged down to the axle main. 
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We'd move up ahead then with pack saddles and chains, 
    C               G          F 
And I'd wait in the mud by the road. 

Verse 7: 
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With the blankets and the canvas all hung out to dry, 
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There's nothing for heating 'cause you couldn't light a fire. 
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And no stock permit for the forthcoming shire. 
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Verse 8: 
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For the cattle don't camp where they're sloshing in rain, 
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They keep walking forward all night like a dog on a chain. 
    C                    Am           G 
And he'd be red eyed and weary with a pack horse turned lame, 
        C          G             F 
And I'd wait miles behind in the mud. 

Instrumental Solo 1: (Violin over) 
|C  Am  G |C  Am  G|C  Am  G|C  G  F| 

Verse 9: 
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It was down through Charleville up to Julia Creek, 
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Living on syrup and damper and salted corn meat. 
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We had nothing but the 'roos and the mailman to meet, 
     C           G             F 
We'd move up and down with the rains. 

verse 10: 
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But them inland skies have the starriest of nights, 
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With the dance of the fire throwing flickering lights. 
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The beauty of it's sunsets were a constant delight, 
       C           G          F 
I felt that nature had let me intrude. 

verse 11: 
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The enormous vastness of them inland plains, 
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Brings you a lonely contentment to which you can't put a name. 
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It's a satisfied glow city folks seldom attain, 
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They spend their life on a right rigid rail. 

verse 12: 
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The kids got their schooling from the government mail, 
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We posted their work off at each cattle sale. 
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They considered their learning, a self imposed jail, 
       C           G                F 
They'd rather help their father and fail. 

Instrumental Solo 2: (Violin over) 
|C  Am  G|C Am  G|C  Am  G|C  G  F| 

verse 13: 
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Early last month at the end of the dry, 
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He was given a horse no-body could ride. 
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Alert were his ears with a fire in his stride, 
       C             G          F 
He was young and his spirit was wild. 

verse 14: 
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To catch him each morning was an hour long battle, 
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We had to collar rope his near side to throw on the saddle. 
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Or he'd bite and he'd strike, he made my nerves rattle, 
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Pande-monium reigned with each ride. 

verse 15: 
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It was a hot summers' mornin' at the government bore, 
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There was a stillness around like I've never felt before. 
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How could he know it was fate at his door, 
         C          G            F 
That was stealthily watchin' his moves. 

verse 16: 
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He mounted up quick taking slack from the reins, 
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Grabbed a full hand of hair from the horse's long mane. 
     C                   Am             G 
He'd just hit the saddle when the horse went insane, 
         C         G         F 
Churning dust in a frenzy of fear. 

verse 17: 
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The girth on the saddle let go at the ring, 
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The surcingle slipped it was impossible to cling. 
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The horse felt it go made a desperate fling, 
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He was thrown to the length of the reins. 

verse 18: 
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And I heard his spine snap like a 'roo shooters' shot, 
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He'd busted his back on the concreted trough. 
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Sickness and fear were the feelings I got, 
        C            G        F 
For the doctor was a six hour drive. 

verse 19: 
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And I looked at his face and his colour turned white, 
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He turned slowly and said "I can't make it till night. 
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My body is broken, I'm bleedin' inside", 
        C           G            F 
And the life slowly drained from his eyes. 

Instrumental Solo 3: (Violin over) 
|C  Am  G |C  Am  G|C  Am  G|C  G  F| 
|C  Am  G |C  Am  G|C  Am  G|C  G  F| 

verse 20: 
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'Guess I'll sell up the plant now and move back to town, 
           C              Am           G 
Before the winter returns with a chill on the ground. 
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'Cause what I have lost can seldom be found, 
      C            G               F 
I was blessed with the gentlest of men. 

verse 21: 
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Eventually the children will move to the east, 
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But I couldn't stand the bustle of even a quiet city street. 
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I'll stay in the scrub here where my heart really beats, 
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For some dogs are too old to change.