Diamantina Drover - John Williamson

The faces in the photograph have faded

And I can’t believe he looks so much like me

For it’s been ten years today

Since I left for Old Cork Station

Sayin' I won’t be back till the drivin’s done

For the rain never falls on the dusty Diamantina

And a drover finds it hard to change his mind

For the years have surely gone

Like the drays from Old Cork Station

And I won’t be back till the drivin’s done

Well it seems like the sun comes up each mornin'

Sets me up and takes it all away

For the dreaming by the light

Of the camp fire at night

Ends with the burning by the day

Sometimes I think I’ll settle back in Sydney

But it’s been so long it’s hard to change my mind

For the cattle trail goes on and on

And the fences roll forever

And I won’t be back till the drivin’s done