A Thousand Miles Away

Hurrah for the old stock saddle, hurrah for the stockwhip too
Hurrah for the baldy pony, boys, to carry me westward ho
To carry me westward ho, my boys, that's where the cattle stray
On the far Barcoo where they eat Nardoo a thousand mile away

Then give your horses rein across the open plain
We'll crack our whips like a thunderbolt nor care what some folks say
And a running we'll bring home them cattle at Narome
On the far Barcoo and the Flinders too a thousand mile away

Knee deep in grass we've got to pass, the truth I'm bound to tell
Where in three weeks the cattle get as fat as they can swell
As fat as they can swell, my boys, a thousand pound they weigh
On the far Barcoo and the Flinders too a thousand mile away

So put me up with a snaffle and a four or a five inch spur
And fourteen foot of greenhide whip to chop the flaming fur
I'll yard them snuffy cattle in away, that's safe to swear
I'll make them Queensland cattlemen sit back in the saddle and stare

Hurrah for the old stock saddle, hurrah for the stockwhip too
Hurrah for the baldy pony, boys, to carry me westward ho
To carry me westward ho, my boys, that's where the cattle stray
On the far Barcoo where they eat Nardoo a thousand mile away