Stockman's Lullaby

Once there was a stockman,
Who rode a screwball mare.
Never had much money,
But never seemed to care.

Underneath the bluegums
When the moon was ridin' high,
He'd watch the cattle grazin'
And sing his lullaby.

Hear the soft wind sighin'
Oo - oo - oo
Hear the curlews cryin'
Oo - oo Oo - oo

When the campfire embers
Were low and nearly gone,
The whispering trees would echo
The lonesome stockman's song

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