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The faceCs in the photographs Gare fading, F G
I cAman't believe he looks soC much like me. F
For it?Gs been ten loAmng years today since I Emleft for old CDmork Station, Am
saying, I Dm woEmn't be back Ftill the drove is Gdone. Am
For the rain nFever falls on tChe dusty DiamantiDmna, Am
the drovDmer finds it hard tEmo change his mind. F
FoGr the years Chave surely gone like theEm drays from old CorkF Station, Am
and IDm Emwon't be bacFk till the drove isG done. Am
It seCems like the sun comesG up each morning, F G
sAmets me up, then takes it Call away. F G
DreaAmming by the light ofEm the campfire aDmt night, Am
eDmnds wEmith the earFly lighGt of the day. Am
For the rain nFever falls on tChe dusty DiamantiDmna, Am
the drovDmer finds it hard tEmo change his mind. F
FoGr the years Chave surely gone like theEm drays from old CorkF Station, Am
and IDm Emwon't be bacFk till the drove isG done. Am
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I sometimCes think I'll settle bacGk in Sydney, F G
it's bAmeen so long and it's hard to chaCnge your mind. F
FoGr the cattAmle trail rolls on aEmnd on, the fences lasDmt forever, Am
and DmI Emwon't be bacFk when the drove is doneG. Am
For the rain nFever falls on tChe dusty DiamantiDmna, Am
the drovDmer finds it hard tEmo change his mind. F
FoGr the years Chave surely gone like theEm drays from old CorkF Station, Am
and IDm Emwon't be bacFk till the drove isG done. Am
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