Gordon Bok - The stable lad

When Cobb & Co. ran coaches from the Buller to the ^AmGrey I ^Dwent for a livery-stable lad in a halt up Westport ^Gway And I gave my heart to a ^Amred-haired girl, and I ^Gleft it where she ^Amlay By the ^Gwinding ^CWestland ^Ghighway from the ^DBuller to the ^GGrey

I've got Neatsfoot on me fingers, and lamp-black on me ^Amface I've ^Dsaddle-soaped the harness and hung each piece in ^Gplace But my heart's not in the ^Amstable, it's in ^GCharleston far a^Amway Where ^GCobb & ^CCo. goes ^Grolling by from the ^DBuller to the ^GGrey ^D

There's a ^Gred-haired girl in Charleston, she's dancing in the ^Ambar And I ^Dknow she's not like other girls who dance where miners ^Gare And I can't forget her ^Ameyes and every^Gthing they seemed to ^Amsay The ^Gday I ^Crode with ^GCobb & Co. from the ^DBuller to the ^GGrey ^D

There's a ^Gschooner down from Murchison, I can hear her in the ^Amgorge And I'll ^Dhave to work the bellows now and redden up the ^Gforge I'm going to strike that ^Amiron so hard, she'll ^Ghear it far a^Amway In the ^Groaring ^CEuro^Gpean where the ^Droad runs by from ^GGrey ^D

Some ^Gday I'll be teamster with the ribbons in me ^Amfist And I'll ^Ddrive that Cobb & Co. Express through rain and snow and ^Gmist Drive a four-in-hand to ^AmCharleston, and no ^Gmatter what they ^Amsay I'll ^Gtake me ^Cgirl up ^Gon the box and ^Dmarry her in ^GGrey

There's a graveyard down in Charleston where moss trails from the ^Amtrees And the ^DWestland wind comes moaning in from off the Tassman ^GSeas And it's there they laid my ^Amred-haired girl, in a ^Gpit of yellow ^Amclay As ^GCobb & ^CCo. went ^Grolling by from the ^DBuller to the ^GGrey ^{D G}