Middleton's Rouseabout - Slim Dusty
Tall and freckled and sandy
Face of a country lout;
This was the picture of andy
Middleton's rouseabout
Type of a coming nation
In the land of cattle and sheep
He worked on middleton's station
For a pound a week and his keep
On middleton's wide dominions
Plied the stockwhip and shears;
Had he er hadn't any opinions
Had he hadn't any ideas'
Swiftly the years went over
And liquor and drought prevailed;
And middleton he went as a drover you know
After his station had failed
(whoa whoa whoa)
Type of a careless nation
Men who are soon played out
Middleton was: and so his station
Bought by the rouseabout
Now flourishing beard and sandy
He's tall he's robust and stout;
Yes this is the picture of andy you know
Middleton's rouseabout
And now on his own dominions
He works with his overseers;
And he still hasn't any opinions
He hasn't any ideas
