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BRISBANE LADIES (Adapted by Saul Mendelsohn, 1891) Hoyt Axton & Roger McGuinn - 1962 Farewell and adieu to you, Brisbane ladies Farewell and adieu, you maids of Toowong We've sold all our cattle and we have to get a-movin' But we hope we shall see you again before long. Chorus: We'll rant and we'll roar like true Queensland drovers We'll rant and we'll roar as onward we push Until we return to the Augathella station Oh, it's flamin' dry goin' through the old Queensland bush. Chorus The maids of Toomancie they look so entrancing Like bawling young heifers they're out for their fun With the waltz and the polka and all kinds of dancing To the rackety old banjo of Henry Gunn. Chorus Then on to Nanango, that hard-bitten township Where the out-of-work station-hands sit in the dust, Where the shearers get shorn by old Tim, the contractor Oh, I wouldn't go near there, but I flaming well must! Chorus Then fill up your glasses, and drink to the lasses, We'll drink this town dry, then farewell to them all And when we've got back to the Augathella Station, We hope you'll come by there and pay us a call. Chorus

    


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