Andy's Gone With Cattle (Harry Lawson) Our Andy's gone with cattle now Our hearts are out of order With drought he's gone to battle now Across the Queensland border He's left us in dejection now Our thoughts with him are roving It's dull on this selection, now Since Andy's went to droving Who now shall wear the cheerful face In times when things are blackest? And who shall whistle round the place When fortune frowns her blackest? And who shall cheat the squatter now When he comes round us snarling? His tongue is growing hotter now Since Andy crossed the Darling Oh may the showers in tomorrow fall And all the tanks run over And may the grass grow green and tall In pathways of the drover And may good angels send the rain In desert stretches sandy And when the summer comes again God grant it brings us Andy. Written by Henry Lawson Sung by Martyn Wyndham-Read SOF
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