by John Armstrong (nicknamed Stalky) this is a modern day song that
tells a little of what it's like playing in a bush band.
I never was a ryebuck shearer. I've never worked the land
And I've never danced by the billabong to the sound of a
I'd never make a roustabout and I don't ride a horse too
But I love to sing the old Australian songs and I love
the tales they tell.
'Cause you don't have to be a bushman to sing the old
It don't matter if you come from the city or the country
just as long as you sing along
So if you like our music just join us when we sing
'Cause you don't have to live in an old bark hut to make
those rafters ring.
I never was a convict, I've never worked in chains
And I've never drove a mob outback across the northern
I've never stood on a mountain top and said all I could
see was mine
But I've got a good fiddle and a mandolin and a band that
suite me fine.
I've never been out catching whales, all I ever caught
was a cold
And I've never tramped the diggings, following the search
I've never seen a bushranger, at least not one that ever
rode a horse
But if somebody wants to rob you these days they do it
legally they don't need force.
Christy picks on the old banjo, my brother Chris plays a
Blossom plays on a big fat bass - He looks like a rock
'n' roll star
Fitzy plays the tenor, and Maity plays the box; they're
the finest in the land
And I've got my fiddle and mandolin and together we're
the Cobbers Bush Band.