Intro
Harmonica intro
Verse 1
A Strapping Young Stockman Lay Dying,
His Saddle Supporting His Head,
All Around Him His Comrades Were Crying,
As he raised on his pillow and said :
Chorus
'Wrap Me Up With My Stockwhip And Blanket,
And Bury Me Deep Down Below,
Where The Dingoes And Crows Can't Molest Me,
In The Shade Where The Coolibahs Grow.
Verse 2
'Then Cut Down A Couple Of Saplings,
Place One At My Head And My Toe,
Carve Upon Them Cross Stockwhip And Saddle,
Just To Show There's A Stockman Below.
Chorus
'Wrap Me Up With My Stockwhip And Blanket,
And Bury Me Deep Down Below,
Where The Dingoes And Crows Can't Molest Me,
In The Shade Where The Coolibahs Grow.
Verse 3
One Guy My Saddle And Blanket,
Give Billy My Bullets Of Lead,
These Two Dark Friends Of My Childhood
Shall Remember A Stockman’s Last Bed.
Chorus
'Wrap Me Up With My Stockwhip And Blanket,
And Bury Me Deep Down Below,
Where The Dingoes And Crows Can't Molest Me,
In The Shade Where The Coolibahs Grow.
Verse 4
'There's Tea In The Battered Old Billy,
Place The Pannikins Out In A Row,
And We'll Drink To The Next Merry Meeting,
In The Place Where All Good Stockmen Go.
Chorus
'Wrap Me Up With My Stockwhip And Blanket,
And Bury Me Deep Down Below,
Where The Dingoes And Crows Can't Molest Me,
In The Shade Where The Coolibahs Grow.
Harmonica Solo 2
Verse 5
Oh Had I The Flight Of A Bronzewing
Far Over The Plains Would I Fly
Back To The Lands Of My Childhood
(Slowing Down)
And There I'd Be Willing To Die
