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the settlers with sad hearts are watching
And the cattle move back from the lowlands, way out further on there to roam, where the logs tangle up on the creek beds
the drover draws rein by the river
here on the flats where the fences have vanished
The drover draws rein by the river, as the storm clouds gather on high
awaken to herds strayin by
And clouds fill the old northern sky, as the storm clouds gather on high
Yes and that s just a story of homeward, when the rain tumbles down in july
Yes and that s just a story of homeward, let me linger
The stock horse is turned out to stray, the settlers with sad hearts are watching, the cattle string out along the fences
When the rain tumbles down in july, and the cattle move back from the lowlands
The wheels of the wagons stop turning, the wind from the south races by
the stock horse is turned out to stray
And the cattle move back from the lowlands, and the limbs from the old gums are fallen
and the limbs from the old gums are fallen
Let me linger, when the summery sunshine has flown
Let me linger, on the husks in the barn through the day Down, when the rain tumbles down in july
And it s years since he s seen it so high, and the limbs from the old gums are fallen
let me wander north to the ho-omestead
the old station dogs are a-dozin
Let me wander north to the ho-omestead, and the cattle move back from the lowlands
If it rises much more they ll be gone, the stock horse is turned out to stray Rain, where the logs tangle up on the creek beds
And the cattle move back from the lowlands, and the limbs from the old gums are fallen
the wheels of the wagons stop turning
if it rises much more they ll be gone
Way out further on there to roam, and the cattle move back from the lowlands
when the rain tumbles down in july
let me linger
And the cattle move back from the lowlands, when the rain tumbles down in july
And it s years since he s seen it so high, the drover draws rein by the river