WE’RE THE BOYS FROM THE BURNETT.

We’ve been dammin’ rivers,
We’ve been dammin’ creeks.
We’ve been building walls,
Hope none of them leaks.
We’ve been blockin’ the Burnett, up Biggenden way,
And now it’s the Mary, we’re here to play.
 
We’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re back in town,
Got our eyes on the Mary, gonna dam it down;
We’re paid-up members of the Dammit Club’
And now it’s the Mary after Goodnight Scrub.

We’ve been spinning for pollies,
Got that down pat.
Mitigation measures
That’ll knock ‘em all flat.
We’ll build a fish ladder, though a costly perk,
And we don’t give a dam… if the bloody thing works.

We’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re back in town,
Got our eyes on the Mary, gonna dam it down;
We’re all members of the Dammit Club’
And now it’s the Mary after Goodnight Scrub.

Our mission is mighty,
Gotta cure Brisbane’s thirst.
Build turtles a ramp
That’ll be a world first.
Who knows if it works, and do we even care?
It’s hard to remove it once the bloody things there.

We’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re back in town,
Got our eyes on the Mary, gonna dam it down;
We’re all members of the Dammit Club’
And now it’s the Mary after Goodnight Scrub.

We’ve done all the studies,
It’s all EISed.
But sixteen thousand submissions,
Well who could’ve guessed.
We had Peter primed, he was poised with his pen,
Now he’s got all this readin’…. till we dunno when.


We’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re back in town,
Got our eyes on the Mary, gonna dam it down;
We’re all members of the Dammit Club’
And now it’s the Mary after Goodnight Scrub.

We’re really transparent,
But you’ve seen through our plans;
And we’re feelin’ this dam
Slippin’ out of our hands.
You’ve been relentless, you’ve given no quarter,
Our promises, like Paradise…. just weren’t holdin’ water.

We’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re leavin’ town,
And the Mary’s still  flowin’ as the sun goes down.
We’ve tangled with Traveston and we’ve come off worst,    
We’ll find other ways to fix Brisbane’s thirst.

Yeah, we’re the Boys from the Burnett and we’re leavin’ town,
And the Mary’s still flowin’ as the sun goes down.
Let the turtles bum breathe and the lungfish spawn,
‘Cos we’re outa the Mary, we’ve upped and gawn.

REPEAT.


(musical details following)


 We’ve been musterin’ stock.

We’ve been cullin’ out roos,
G                        C
 We’ve been sprayin’ the crops.
                             F                C
We’ve been drovin’ the cattle up an old stock route,
                       G               C
Now its Saturday night, we pile in the Ute.



                                       C/G     F
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
         C                         G         C
Well the dog’s in the back and the foot goes down.
                          C/G     F
We’re life members of the outback club,
          C                        G           C
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.




We’ve been out in the heat,
G                   C
 We’ve been loadin’ trucks.

We’ve been fixin’ fences,
G                      C
 We’ve been chokin’ on dust.
                  F             C
We curse the rain, we curse the drought,
                       G                     C
Now its Saturday night, and we’re all in the shout.




                                       C/G     F
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
C                    G        C
We get high when the sun goes down.
                          C/G     F
We’re life members of the outback club,
          C                        G           C
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.



C  G  C  G  C
INSTRUMENTAL



                 F                 C
We work the land, through fire and flood,
                  G               C
Its in our hearts, it runs in the blood.



          D                            D/F#    G
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
     D                      A        D
Well we raise hell when the sun goes down.
                          D/F#    G
We’re life members of the outback club,
          D                        A           D
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.



               D                            D/F#    G
Yeah we’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
D                    A        D
We get high when the sun goes down.
                          D/F#    G
We’re life members of the outback club,
          D                        A           D
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.
                                     A           D     A  D A D
We’re the boys from the bush, comin’ in from the scrub.

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We’ve been shearin’ sheep,
G                     C
 We’ve been musterin’ stock.

We’ve been cullin’ out roos,
G                        C
 We’ve been sprayin’ the crops.
                             F                C
We’ve been drovin’ the cattle up an old stock route,
                       G               C
Now its Saturday night, we pile in the Ute.



                                       C/G     F
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
         C                         G         C
Well the dog’s in the back and the foot goes down.
                          C/G     F
We’re life members of the outback club,
          C                        G           C
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.




We’ve been out in the heat,
G                   C
 We’ve been loadin’ trucks.

We’ve been fixin’ fences,
G                      C
 We’ve been chokin’ on dust.
                  F             C
We curse the rain, we curse the drought,
                       G                     C
Now its Saturday night, and we’re all in the shout.




                                       C/G     F
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
C                    G        C
We get high when the sun goes down.
                          C/G     F
We’re life members of the outback club,
          C                        G           C
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.



C  G  C  G  C
INSTRUMENTAL



                 F                 C
We work the land, through fire and flood,
                  G               C
Its in our hearts, it runs in the blood.



          D                            D/F#    G
We’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
     D                      A        D
Well we raise hell when the sun goes down.
                          D/F#    G
We’re life members of the outback club,
          D                        A           D
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.



               D                            D/F#    G
Yeah we’re the boys from the bush and we’re back in town,
D                    A        D
We get high when the sun goes down.
                          D/F#    G
We’re life members of the outback club,
          D                        A           D
We’re the boys from the bush, come in from the scrub.
                                     A           D     A  D A D
We’re the boys from the bush, comin’ in from the scrub.