Tenterfield Saddler
The late George woolnoughWorked on High StreetAnd lived on Manners52 years he sat on his verandaAnd made his saddles
And if you had questionsAbout sheep or flowers or dogsYou just ask the saddlerHe lived without sinThey’re building a library for him
Time is a travellerTenterfield saddler turn your headRide again JackarooThink I see kangaroo up ahead
The son of George woolnoughWent off and got marriedAnd had a war babyBut something was wrongAnd it’s easier to drink then go crazyAnd if there were questions about whyThe end was so sadWell George had no answers about why a sonEver has need of a gun
Time is a travellerTenterfield saddler turn your headRide again JackarooThink i see kangaroo up ahead
The grandson of GeorgeHas been all around the worldAnd lives no special placeChanged his last nameAnd he married a girl with an interesting faceHe’d almost forgotten them bothBecause in this life that he leadsThere’s nowhere for GeorgeAnd his libraryOr the son with his gunTo belong except in this song
Time is a travellerTenterfield saddler turn your headRide again JackarooThink I see kangaroo up ahead
Time is a medlerTenterfield saddler make your bedFly away cookatooDown on the ground emu up ahead
Time is a tale tellerTenterfield saddler turn your headRide again JackarooThink I see kangaroo up ahead