The Horses Stay Behind – music by Terry Bennetts and words by Oliver Hogue (Trouper Bluegum)
In days to come we’ll wander west
And cross the range again
We’ll hear the bush birds singing
In the green gums after rain
We’ll canter through the Mitchell grass
And breast the bracing wind
But we’ll have other horses
Our chargers stay behind
Around the fire at night we’ll yarn
About the old Sinai
We’ll fight our battles o’er again
And as the days go by
There’ll be old mates to greet us
The bush girls will be kind
Still our thoughts will often wander
To the horses left behind.
I don’t think I could stand the thought
Of my old fancy hack
Just crawling round old Cairo
With a Gyppo on his back
Perhaps some English tourist
Out in Palestine may find
My broken hearted Waler
With a wooden plough behind
No I think I’d better shoot him
And tell a little lie
He flounder in a wombat hole
And then lay down to die
Maybe I’ll get court-martialled
But I’m damned if I’m inclined
To go back to Australia
And leave my horse behind
Maybe I’ll get court-martialled
But I’m damned if I’m inclined
To go back to Australia
And leave my horse behind
