Bullocky-O                                 

I draw for Speckle's Mill, bullocky-o, bullocky-o

And it's many a log I drew, bullocky-o

I draw cedar, beech and pine, and I never get on the wine

I'm the king of bullock drivers, don't you know, bullocky-o

 

Chorus

I'm the king of bullock drivers, don't you know

 

There's Guinea and Anderson too, bullocky-o, bullocky-o

And it's many a log they drew, bullocky-o

I can give them a thousand feet, axe 'em square and never cheat

I'm the king of bullock drivers, don't you know, bullocky–o

 

There's Wapples, too: he brags, bullocky-o bullocky-o

Of his forty raw-boned stags, bullocky-o

I can tell you it's no slander when I say I raise their dander

When they hear the crack of me whip, bullocky-o, bullocky-o