Slim Dusty — Yellow Old Bullcatcher

[Verse 1] They're greasin' up their leather gear in the stockcamps of the North Young ringers come all set for musterin' time As for me I'm in the big shed workin' on a tough old lady This yellow old bullcatcher love of mine [Verse 2] Dust clouds are risin' high into the northern sky With the big boss up above with his noisy chopper But I'm in touch by phone as we head the big mob home I circle round and round in the old bullcatcher [Verse 3] An old devil, mate, to drive, but she keeps your mind alive When the steering gear goes [?], look out she'll get ya When a mad bull breaks away, that's when we show our play And bring 'em back to the yellow old bullcatcher (Look out now!) [Instrumental bridge] [Verse 4] There's a bush camp by the river where the [?] fight like hell And the crocodiles, old mate, ain't far behind But I can't wait to get back Down that dusty rugged track And yakka with some old bush mates of mine [Verse 5] Oh there's new times on the bull bar And sides of solid steel When you're workin' in the bush no one can match her When a mad bull breaks away, that's when we show our play And bring 'em back to the yellow old bullcatcher [Outro] Hey, we bring 'em back to the yellow old bullcatcher (That's right)