Drovers Boy chords

[VERSE]
They c[Em]ouldn't understand why the drover cried
As they buried the drover's b[D]oy
The dr[Em]over had always seemed so hard
To the men in his emplo[D]y
A b[Em]olting horse the s[D]tirrup lost
And the dr[G]over's [Em]boy was d[D]ead
The shov[Em]elled di[D]rt a mu[Em]mbled wo[D]rd
And it's [Em]back to the road a[D]head
And fo[Em]rget about [D]the drover's b[Em]oy

A[G]nd they couldn't understand why the drover cut
[Em]A lock of the dead boy's h[D]air
H[Em]e put it in the band of his b[G]attered old hat
As they watched him standing th[D]ere
He [Am]told them "take the [Em]cattle on"
I[Gm]'ll sit with the boy a[D]while
A [Em]silent th[D]ought a pip[Em]e to smo[D]ke
And it's [Em]ride another [D]mile
And for[Em]get about [D]the drover's b[Em]oy

T[G]hey couldn't make out

The drover and the boy
Always camped so far a[D]way
For [Em]the tall white man and the sli[G]m black boy
Never had much to s[D]ay
And the boy w[Am]ould be gone at the b[Em]reak of dawn
Ta[D]il the horses car[Em]ry on
While the drover roused the sl[D]eeping men
D[Em]aylight hit the r[Am]oad again
And fo[Em]llow the dro[D]ver's b[Em]oy
Foll[D]ow the drover's b[Em]oy

I[G]n the Camooweal pub they talked about
The d[Em]eath of the drover's b[D]oy
They [Em]rank their rum with the str[G]anger who'd come
From the Kim[Em]berley run... Fitz[D]roy
And he t[Am]old of the massacre i[Em]n the west
B[D]arest details... g[Em]uess the rest
Shoot the boys..gr[D]ab a girl
Cut her h[G]air...b[D]reak her in
And c[Em]all her a bo[D]y
the drover's b[Em]oy

So when they b[Em]uilt that stockman's h[D]all of fame
And they t[G]alk about the d[D]rovin' game
Re[Em]member the girl who was b[D]edmate and guide
Ro[Em]de with the drover s[D]ide by side
Wa[Em]tched the b[D]ullocks fra[Em]yed the h[D]ide
Fai[Em]thful wif[D]e but nev[Em]er bri[D]de
Br[Em]ed his son's f[D]or the ca[Em]ttle r[D]un
Don't [Em]weep for the dr[D]over's b[Em]oy
Don't mourn f[D]or the drover's b[Em]oy
But don't forget t[D]he drover's [Em]boy