Mallee Boy - John Williamson

作曲：John Williamson

Well I've ripped and dug out

burrows on a sandy bulloak hill

Eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill

But a boy born in the Mallee

doesn't find them hard to kill

No self-respecting farmer

lets a rodent eat his wheat

He'll shoot them and he'll skin them

and he'll dress them up to eat

But since the spread of mixo

He's almost got them beat

And I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee boy

Where little town dogs howl

at the morning train

Where a cocky makes a living

on twelve inches of rain

Where his woman provides

and is rare to complain

And I still love the smell of that sandy soil

Some say it's dusty some say it's gold

Cause it grows the sweetest fat

lambs the markets ever sold

And I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy

No I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy

Where you can lose an ear

on duck opening day

Where slickers bring their shotguns

from miles away

And shoot the life out of shags

and swans that fly their way

Where a bloke grows

as stocky as a Mallee bull

Where they come from miles around

to see the tractor pull

When the paddocks are clean

and seed silos are full

And I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy

Well I've ripped and dug out

burrows on a sandy bulloak hill

Eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill

And a boy born in the Mallee

doesn't find them hard to kill

But they'll never be as rare as a Quandong tree

My grandma made some jam

for my brothers and me

They're like the Mallee Fowl you hardly ever see

But I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy

No I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy

No I don't mind at all

if you call me a Mallee Boy