Trumby - 1994 Remaster

[00:06.60] Trumby was a ringer, a good one too at that,
[00:11.27] He could rake and ride a twister, throw a rope and fancy plait
[00:16.68] He could counterline a saddle, track a man lost in the night
[00:21.21] Trumby was a good boy but he couldn't read or write.
[00:26.77] Trumby was dependable, he never took to beer,
[00:33.10] The boss admired him so much, one day made him overseer
[00:38.55] It never went to Trumby's head, he didn't boast or skite
[00:44.04] Trumby was a good boy, but he couldn't read or write.
[00:49.55] The drought was on the country the grass in short supply
[00:57.77] The tanks were getting lower and the water holes near dry.
[01:03.17] Cattle started dying and releif was not insight,
[01:08.64] To estimate the losses Trumby couldn't read or write.
[01:14.07] He rode around the station pulling cattle from the bog,
[01:20.47] To save them being torn apart by eagles, crows and dogs,
[01:25.88] He saw a notice on a tree, it wasn't there last night,
[01:30.43] Trumby tried to understand, but he couldn't read or write.
[01:35.83] On bended knee down in the mud, Trumby had a drink,
[01:44.98] Swung the reigns and to his horse said "We go home I think",
[01:50.36] "Tell 'im boss about the sign, 'im read 'im good alright"
[01:54.92] "One day boss's missus teach 'im Trumby read and write."
[02:00.37] Well concern was felt for Trumby, he hadn't used his bed,
[02:06.72] Next day beside that muddy hole they found the ringer dead.
[02:12.26] And a piece of tin tied to a tree then caught the boss's eye,
[02:16.80] He read the words of 'Poison Here', and signed by Dogger Bry.
[02:23.17] Now the stock had never used that hole along that stoney creek,
[02:32.23] And Trumby's bag was empty it has freyed and sprung a leak
[02:36.86] The dogs were there in hundreds and the dogger in his plight,
[02:42.26] Told the boss he never knew poor Trumby couldn't read or write.
[02:47.71] Now Trumby was a ringer as solid as a post,
[02:56.79] His skin was black but his heart was white and that's what mattered most,
[03:02.23] Sometimes I think how sad it is in this world with all its might,
[03:06.72] That a man like Trumby met his death because he couldn't read or write.
[03:12.27] Couldn't read or write,
[03:14.92] couldn't read or write.
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