Slim Dusty - When the rain tumbles down in july

Let me ^Cwander ^Gnorth to the ^Chomestead way ^Fout further on there to ^Croam by a ^Fgully in flood let me l^Cinger when the ^Csummery sunshine has ^Gflown Where ^Cthe logs tangle ^Gup on the ^Ccreek bed and the ^Fclouds veil the old northern ^Csky and the ^Fcattle move back from the ^Clowlands when the ^Crain tumbles d^Gown in J^Culy

The s^Cettlers with s^Gad hearts are w^Catching the r^Fise of the stream from the d^Cawn their b^Fest crops are always in f^Cloodreach if it r^Cises much more they'll be ^Ggone The c^Cattle string o^Gut along the f^Cences as the b^Freeze from the south races ^Cby and the l^Fimbs from the old gums are f^Calling when the r^Cain tumbles d^Gown in J^Culy

The o^Cld sleeping g^Gums by the r^Civer a^Fwaken to herds straying ^Cby from the f^Flats where the fences have v^Canished as the s^Ctorm clouds gather on ^Ghigh The wh^Ceels of the w^Gagons stop t^Curning and the s^Ftock horse is turned out to s^Ctray and the o^Fld station dogs are a-d^Cozing on the husks in the barn through the ^Gday

The d^Crover draws r^Gein by the r^Civer it's been y^Fears since he's seen it so h^Cigh and t^Fhat's just a story of h^Comeward when the r^Cain tumbles d^Gown in ^CJuly ^{F C}