Standard (EADGBE)
For nearly sixty years, I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods, I've lived through plenty
Yes, this country's dust and mud, has seen my tears and blood
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But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___
I married a fine girl when I was twenty
But she died in giving birth when she was thirty
No Flying Doctor then, just a gentle old black gin
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But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___
She left me with two sons and a daughter
And a bone-dry farm whose soil cried out for water
So my care was rough and ready, but they grew up fine and steady
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But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___
My daughter married young, and went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway
So on this land I've made my own, I've carried on a-lone
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But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___
City folks, these days, despise the cocky
Say with subsidies and all, we've had it easy
But there's no drought or starving stock, on your sewered suburban block
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy
ENDING: REPEAT FIRST VERSE
NOTES:
- "*" in chord line represents a new bar, play same chord
- "." in the lyric line represents a 1/8 note rest
- Gin ("Jen"): an Australian aboriginal woman
- The term is now considered as derogatory as "squaw"