I've never seen the bullock strain,
Nor blink his bleary eye,
But I have seen the soaking rain
Beneath the cloudy sky ;
I've seen the lizards lie on rocks,
And heard the curlew cry,
Where the dog sits on the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
I've never seen the gravel "beat"
That used to wander by,
For now it is an asphalt street,
Where bullocks never lie.
On either side the jumbuck flocks,
They graze in grass hock high,
Where the dog sits on the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
I've often seen a drover pass,
And heard him heave and sigh,
For he's been chasing after grass
Through climes that have been dry,
I've seen a Kelpie dog that cocks
His head in fashion sly
At the dog upon the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
Whatever old Jack Moses said,
I know it's not a lie ;
But those old days are gone and dead
On them we can't rely ;
For times have changed, on ticks the clock
And this is dinky di,
Now the dog sits on the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
Danilo Jovanovich
Ex.N.X.
Notes
From the NSW Newspaper Warialda Standard and Northern Districts' Advertiser Mon 10 Sep 1945 Page 4.
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