Catching Yellowbelly Lyrics

In my little old tin humpy, on a half acre of ground
Beside the Barcoo river, about a mile or so from town
And at dawn I boil the billy and I tell yer what I do
I go catchin' yellow belly in the muddy old Barcoo

Now I draw the old age pension and I grow a bit of
stuff
I never have much money, but I always have enough
And I've had all kinds of pleasure in my younger days
that's true
Now it's catchin' yellow belly in the muddy old Barcoo

[Yodel/ Guitar Solo]

Oh I have a handy sheepdog so we're never short of meat
A .22 for wood ducks if I want a special treat
And I meet my mates on pension day and sink a beer or two
Then it's catchin' yellow belly in the muddy old Barcoo

Now this mad old world is headed for disaster this I
feel
Like a car out on the highway with a madman at the
wheel
But there's no way I can change it, and neither friend
can you
So I'll go on catchin' yellow belly in the muddy old
Barcoo

[Yodel/Guitar Solo]

In my little old tin humpy, on a half acre of ground
Beside the Barcoo river, about a mile or so from town
And at dawn I boil the billy and I tell yer what I do
I go catchin' yellow belly in the muddy old Barcoo
[Yodel]
What a Life!

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