Intro  C G C  
  
C                                     G              G7               
The sparks flew ever upwards from the glowing gidgee log  
      F                                      C           G7         
Patty scraped his plate and threw the scraps over to the dogs  
C                                       G                     G7            
The crackling campfire flickered as the lads rolled out their swags  
     F                                C             G7  
Then Clarrie pulled a bottle from his beaten saddle bag  
  

       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  
  
  
C                                G                 G7                  
Well Henry told a story when his old mate Bill got drunk  
       F                         C                      G7  
How he picked some toey shearers outside the birdsville pub  
C                                     G                  G7  
And he raised another chuckle when he told as he stepped in  
    F                               C                G7  
Old Bill let loose a blinder and he copped it on the chin  
  
  
           F                          C  
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   
  
C                                G          G7  
Patty stared into the embers and quietly he spoke  
       F                               C            G7  
Of the night when out near Walgett the Barwon river broke  
C                              G            G7  
And his kelpie he was stranded on the other side  
        F                               C            G7  
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