[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.30]Clancy of the Overflow - Barry Ryan [00:53.57]I had written him a letter which I had for want of better [00:59.90]Knowledge sent to where I met him down the Lachlan years ago [01:06.29]He was shearing when I knew him so I sent the letter to him [01:12.22]Just on spec addressed as follows [01:15.34]Clancy of The Overflow [01:29.23]And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected [01:35.96]And I think the same was written in a thumbnail dipped in tar [01:42.01]'Twas his shearing mate who wrote it and verbatim I will quote it: [01:47.86]Clancy's gone to Queensland droving and we don't know where he are [01:55.58]In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy [02:02.16]Gone a-droving down the Cooper where the western drovers go; [02:08.14]As the stock are slowly stringing [02:11.08]Clancy rides behind them singing [02:14.64]For the drover's life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know [02:20.75]And the bush hath friends to meet him and their kindly voices greet him [02:26.87]In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars [02:33.07]And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended [02:39.61]And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars [02:56.42]I am sitting in my dingy little office where a stingy [03:01.40]Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall [03:06.75]And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty dirty city [03:11.70]Through the open window floating spreads its foulness over all [03:16.18]And in place of lowing cattle I can hear the fiendish rattle [03:21.35]Of the tramways and the buses making hurry down the street [03:26.28]And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting [03:31.15]Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet [03:36.04]And the hurrying people daunt me and their pallid faces haunt me [03:40.65]As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste [03:45.64]With their eager eyes and greedy and their stunted forms and weedy [03:51.03]For townsfolk have no time to grow they have no time to waste [04:02.87]And I somehow rather fancy that I'd like to change with Clancy [04:09.41]Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go [04:15.30]While he faced the round eternal of the cashbook and the journal [04:21.62]But I doubt he'd suit the office Clancy of [04:25.60]The overflow [04:28.43]And the bush hath friends to meet him and their kindly voices greet him [04:35.31]In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars [04:41.26]And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended [04:47.43]And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.30]Clancy of the Overflow - Barry Ryan
[00:53.57]I had written him a letter which I had for want of better
[00:59.90]Knowledge sent to where I met him down the Lachlan years ago
[01:06.29]He was shearing when I knew him so I sent the letter to him
[01:12.22]Just on spec addressed as follows
[01:15.34]Clancy of The Overflow
[01:29.23]And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected
[01:35.96]And I think the same was written in a thumbnail dipped in tar
[01:42.01]'Twas his shearing mate who wrote it and verbatim I will quote it:
[01:47.86]Clancy's gone to Queensland droving and we don't know where he are
[01:55.58]In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy
[02:02.16]Gone a-droving down the Cooper where the western drovers go;
[02:08.14]As the stock are slowly stringing
[02:11.08]Clancy rides behind them singing
[02:14.64]For the drover's life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know
[02:20.75]And the bush hath friends to meet him and their kindly voices greet him
[02:26.87]In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars
[02:33.07]And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended
[02:39.61]And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars
[02:56.42]I am sitting in my dingy little office where a stingy
[03:01.40]Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall
[03:06.75]And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty dirty city
[03:11.70]Through the open window floating spreads its foulness over all
[03:16.18]And in place of lowing cattle I can hear the fiendish rattle
[03:21.35]Of the tramways and the buses making hurry down the street
[03:26.28]And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting
[03:31.15]Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet
[03:36.04]And the hurrying people daunt me and their pallid faces haunt me
[03:40.65]As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste
[03:45.64]With their eager eyes and greedy and their stunted forms and weedy
[03:51.03]For townsfolk have no time to grow they have no time to waste
[04:02.87]And I somehow rather fancy that I'd like to change with Clancy
[04:09.41]Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go
[04:15.30]While he faced the round eternal of the cashbook and the journal
[04:21.62]But I doubt he'd suit the office Clancy of
[04:25.60]The overflow
[04:28.43]And the bush hath friends to meet him and their kindly voices greet him
[04:35.31]In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars
[04:41.26]And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended
[04:47.43]And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars
