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 For nearly sixty years, I've been a cocky

 Of droughts and fires and floods, I've lived through plenty

 Yes, this country's dust and mud, has seen my tears and blood

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 But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___

 I married a fine girl when I was twenty

 But she died in giving birth when she was thirty

 No Flying Doctor then, just a gentle old black gin

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 But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___

 She left me with two sons and a daughter

 And a bone-dry farm whose soil cried out for water

 So my care was rough and ready, but they grew up fine and steady

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 But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___

 My daughter married young, and went her own way

 My sons lie buried by the Burma Railway

 So on this land I've made my own, I've carried on a-lone

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 But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy___

City folks, these days, despise the cocky

Say with subsidies and all, we've had it easy

But there's no drought or starving stock, on your sewered suburban block

But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy

ENDING: REPEAT FIRST VERSE

NOTES:

- "*" in chord line represents a new bar, play same chord

- "." in the lyric line represents a 1/8 note rest

- Gin ("Jen"): an Australian aboriginal woman

- The term is now considered as derogatory as "squaw"