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Road Trains (1996 Digital Remaster) - Slim Dusty

The drovin' tracks are over they move in cattle trains

Where there's red dust on the ridges and blacksoil on the plains

The drover strokes his iron steed and springs to a bucket seat

He throws the monster into gear and she moves on rubbered feet

The hobble chains and horse bells hang silent on the wall

They've been on many stages through downs and timber tall

Besides the saddles and the packs that were the drovers pride

Road trains roar along the track where the drovers used to ride

But it's road trains roll

Road trains roll

The stock routes are deserted no droving plant you see

The bores and tanks they watered at are just a memory

No more you see the mob strung out along the sunburnt plain

Where the old time drover battled on

Though dust and drought and rain

He sees again in fancy beside the camp fires glow

The battered old bedourie that once was filled with dough

With saddle gear and swagwrap rolled out by the fireside

To drove again would be this old timers joy and pride

But it's road trains roll

Road trains roll

Road trains roar along the track where the drover used to ride

Churning up the bulldust as they roll the miles aside

Like a winding reptile with trailers wide and long

Over the road and range land where the drover sang his song

There's saltbush bill and clancy both drovers long since dead

Who'd marvel to see a fleet of trailers load a thousand head

Maybe their ghost a watching as progress takes it's stride

Over the roads and range lands where the drover used to ride

But it's road trains roll

Road trains roll

Road trains roll

Road trains roll