Intro  C G C 
 
 
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The sparks flew ever upwards from the glowing gidgee log 
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Patty scraped his plate and threw the scraps over to the dogs 
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The crackling campfire flickered as the lads rolled out their swags 
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Then Clarrie pulled a bottle from his beaten saddle bag 
 
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It was out toward the border on a western cattle run 
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They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time 
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And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down 
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Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round 
 
 
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Well Henry told a story when his old mate Bill got drunk 
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How he picked some toey shearers outside the birdsville pub 
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And he raised another chuckle when he told as he stepped in 
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Old Bill let loose a blinder and he copped it on the chin 
 
 
 
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And it was out toward the border on a western cattle run 
          G7                                   C 
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time 
         F                                C                  F  
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down 
   F                              G                  C 
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round 
 
 
 
Instrumental.."Picked" same as the Chorus 
 
C G F G7 C X 2  
 
 
 
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Patty stared into the embers and quietly he spoke 
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Of the night when out near Walgett the Barwon river broke 
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And his kelpie he was stranded on the other side 
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When he tried to reach old Patty he was taken by the tide 
 
 
       F                          C 
It was out toward the border on a western cattle run 
          G7                                   C 
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time 
         F                                C                  F  
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down 
   F                              G                  C 
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round 
 
 
       F                          C 
It was out toward the border on a western cattle run 
          G7                                   C 
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time 
         F                                C                  F  
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down 
   F                              G                  C 
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round