Intro CGCCGG7
The sparks flew ever upwards from the glowing gidgee log
FCG7
Patty scraped his plate and threw the scraps over to the dogs
CGG7
The crackling campfire flickered as the lads rolled out their swags
FCG7
Then Clarrie pulled a bottle from his beaten saddle bag
FC
It was out toward the border on a western cattle run
G7C
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time
FCF
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down
FGC
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round
CGG7
Well Henry told a story when his old mate Bill got drunk
FCG7
How he picked some toey shearers outside the birdsville pub
CGG7
And he raised another chuckle when he told as he stepped in
FCG7
Old Bill let loose a blinder and he copped it on the chin
FC
And it was out toward the border on a western cattle run
G7C
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time
FCF
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down
FGC
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round
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Instrumental.."Picked" same as the Chorus
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Patty stared into the embers and quietly he spoke
FCG7
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
FCG7
When he tried to reach old Patty he was taken by the tide
FC
It was out toward the border on a western cattle run
G7C
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time
FCF
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down
FGC
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round
FC
It was out toward the border on a western cattle run
G7C
They were rounding up those scrubbers one last time
FCF
And they talked about the old days as the coals were burning down
FGC
Memories that grow fonder as they passed the bottle 'round