Whoa Bullocks, Whoa Songtext

von Slim Dusty

Spoken
Whoa Bullocks, whoa there.

Sung
Singing Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Bringing in the gidgee for they're itching for to go,
Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Hold up the lead, keep them moving nice and slow.

They're a wild touchy mob from the gulf country run,
And they'll give us lots of action 'ere this roving trip is done,
Each time they make a break, there's a call for reckless speed,
To hold back the scrubbers racing madly in the lead.
Singing Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Hold up the lead, keep them moving nice and slow.

When we counted out the yard, there were two thousand head
Two thousand bullocks all Gulf country bred,
A hundred miles behind us and a thousand more to go,
'Til we truck 'em at the border where the Darling River flows.
Singing Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Hold up the lead, keep them moving nice and slow.

There's not too many left of the old droving school,
And these Gulf country cattle can't be handled by a fool,
So give 'em room to spread boys and let 'em feed along,
And hold up the lead boys if anything goes wrong.
With your Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Hold up the lead, keep them moving nice and slow.

There's a long drive ahead, 'fore we hit the final town,
And the boss drover's worries can really get him down,
You watch 'em on the nightcamp when they're ready for to leap,
Why they've even got me watching and a-droving in my sleep.
Singing Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Bringing in the gidgee for they're itching for to go,
Whoa Bullocks, whoa bullocks, whoa bullocks whoa,
Hold up the lead, keep them moving nice and slow.
Moving Nice and slow,
Moving Nice and slow.

Spoken
Whoa Bullocks, whoa there you bullocks.