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John Williamson( John Robert Williamson )
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Station Cook
Old peewee had a pickled look from too much alcohol But his missus kept a cream stick to keep him in control he rarely left his sunken bed in the breeze way out the back his only job was to split the wood or the missus whip would crack
Now the women was a mighty cook very wide across the bum the station kids black and white were allowed to call her mum her kitchen was a bakery for an outback appetite for big slabs of bully beef or good old vegemite
Some of the men were bachelors, some of the men were not it didn't worry the station cook, she'd feed the bloody lot visitors from the Isa or tourists in a bus with a huge pot of strong tea and a minimum of fuss
Now the station pet was a brahman bull, you could pat him on the head he'd never seen a sale yard, he was station bred I tried to take his picture with a stockman and a gin もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com but they faded into the scenery with a drought resistant grin
To the famous Brunnette races, they head for the fun where the beer flowed like a river, there was beer and Bundy rum the station boys were the favorites to win the tug of war the townies weren't prepared to risk another broken jaw
Some of the men were bachelors, some of the men were not it didn't worry the station cook, she'd feed the bloody lot visitors from the Isa or tourists in a bus with a huge pot of strong tea and a minimum of fuss
It's the last of the outback stations owned by a family hard fought by a pioneer of the Northern Territory I hope it won't be swallowed up by a public company and fade into the heat haze of outback history
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