Slim Dusty Arcadia Valley song lyrics

Arcadia station has been cut into smaller blocks

new hones have been built upon the untamed land

and the graziers now, breed the best of station stock

in the beautiful valley in the Canarvon land

where the wild scrub bulls

with their mobs of cleanskins

would march into water just on sundown

then they ate the grass along the open valley

but at the crack of dawn

they were back in their hidin' ground

Away out there, where the wild Canarvon ranges rise

where the scrubbers used to roam

and the brigalow was their home

The scrubber runners

with their terriers and tie in straps

they could ride through the brigalow and never make a sound

but when the wallabys rushed

and the timber's fallin' down

then the riders knew that the wild ones had been found

They'd follow their tails till they came to an open spot

then they'd call on their spurs and shoulder the best ones round

then they'd throw 'em by the tails

cut their horns and tie their legs

while the mob fanned out and made for safer ground

Away out there, where the wild Canarvon ranges rise

where the scrubbers used to roam

and the brigalow was their home

The scrubber runner is a wild and wiry

his life depends on his judgement of man and beast

and the ridin's wild and there's danger in the air

when the all fours of a scrub bull are released

but the scrubbers are gone from Arcadia valley

and every cattle pad the scrubber runner knows

and the brigalow scrub has been pulled and burned up

cultivation now where the old brown river flowed

Away out there where the wild Canarvon ranges rise

where the scrubbers used to roam

and the brigalow was their home

and the brigalow was their home

and the brigalow was their home

and the brigalow was their home