The Stock Camp Cook

I'm just a old stock camp cook and I'm camped Beside the brook about a half a mile from the Fitzroy pub I just Drifting in today and I've drawn my six Months pay gonna make up for the thirst in the scrub I've got no hang-ups you see, I'm as happy as I can be Just me and my cattle dog called Blue He's been the best of mates I've had, since I've left my mum and dad There's nothing in the camp he couldn't do (Good dog) For a while i had a wife but that wasn't my kind of life Those nagging hours I've put up with every day But you'll never hear a sound when my payday came around Its funny how the money change her ways (Haha that's right) So I did what I thought best Packed my gear and headed west To the Kimberley pub called Fitzroy Crossing Inn Went in and mingled with the mob Made inquires for a job and a station boss said i could work for him Stock camp cook at Kimberley Downs is the only job that was around Well I took it on and headed for the run Tried to earn a buck or two Get some grub for me and blue Cause when you're down and out it is no fun (That's right mate) Now the stock camp has closed down, the boys are all in derby town While on that rock they yarned about the run They were the happiest bunch I've Seen, in all the mustering camps I've been On the job from dawn to setting sun Now my story here I'll end and I'm telling you my friend When you hear wild Cooees in the scrub tonight Its only me the stock camp cook Camped beside the lonely brook Gonna hit it hard till the Moring light Gonna hit that rock till the morning light