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Paul Kelly (The Ballad of) Queenie and Rover
EmQueenie was Gborn on the banks of the Dgreat Ord River, 19C30, maybe EmHer mother was Gblack, her daddy whitDe C EmPapa was a Gfine horse-breaker DMama sang the songs of the Cold lawmakers EmShe used to hide young GQueenie in the bush DAnd rub black charcoal all over her Chair and her face EmEvery time the poGlice came around DLooking for any blond haired,C brown skinned children EmTo round ‘em up and Gtake ‘em on downD town C
EmShine on, sGhine on, immortal Done, Caha EmShine on, sGhine on, immortal Done, Caha
EmRover was boGrn in the desert, Dhe lived out there ‘til his mCother died EmThen he moved aGround a lot from place to placDe C EmBedford Downs, GBow River, DLissadel, WCyndham EmBuilding fences,G working as a stock maDn C
EmThen he had a Gseries of dreams DHe started painting what he'd Cheard and he'd seen\ EmRainbow serpent, GKrill Krill, CCyclone Tracy, tDhe killing fields EmEverything that Glives and breathesD C
EmRide on, riGde on, immortal onDe, ahCa EmRide on, riGde on, immortal onDe, ahCa EmYour story Gwill always rDun C
EmWhen Rover and Queenie wereG young They Dmet out on New Texas DowCn station EmShe worked as aG cook there for a long, long tDime C EmShe said, “Hey, Cowboy”G later on she said D“Nice boyC, good workerEm, top riderG, lucky one, thaDt one” C
EmOne day a mean horse rippedG the scalp from his head DShe stitched him up with a Cboiled needle and thread EmGood as any doctor, Gthey were friends ever after DShe said, “I want to paint,C" he said, “I’ll teach ya” EmThey died within Gmonths of each otheDr C
EmRide on, riGde on, immortal onDe, ahCa EmShine on, rGide on, immortal oDne, aCha EmRide on, riGde on, immortal onDe, ahCa EmShine on, rGide on, immortal oDne, aCha
EmYour story Gwill always rDun, C always ruEmn, G will always ruDn C Forever ruEmn, G forever ruDn, C forever ruEmn G Forever yoDung, C Em G D C Em
forever young