Chords for Missy Higgins and Dan & Paul Kelly - Droving Woman (Live on RocKwiz)

_ _ _ _ Good evening. _ _
_ _ Now this song I'm here to tell you is 21 verses long so get ready for a long story
_ and it starts off with a woman talking at her husband's funeral to a friend and she's talking
about her life with her husband and her family driving in outback Queensland in all kinds of
weather _ and [D#m] _ [C#] _ Dan's gonna start us off [F#] and Missy and I will [C#] pick it up.
Now our special guest is [F#] Naomi
Evans on the [D#m] violin.
[C#] _ _ Striving [F#] woman. _
[C#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] Well she buried him down [C#] on the edge of the town [F#] where
the [D#m] Brigalow suckers [C#] on the cemetery creed.
[F#] She stood with them children [C#] in a heavy brown gown
what [F#] you want you [C#] just can't [B] always keep.
_ [F#] Well I'm sorry I said [C#] I knew him so well [F#] though your body
[D#m] is young.
[C#] Well you never can tell [F#] when the hand of fate [C#] brings its fateful death now.
[F#] She just
turned [C#] with the slightest [B] of smiles.
_ [F#] Well she said from the start [C#] well we knew it so hard.
[F#] We were
[D#m] always handed [C#] the severest of cards.
[F#] At honeymoon spent [C#] droving.
Jamison stops [F#] through the wildest
[C#] winter [B] you've seen.
_ [F#] And my romantic notions [C#] of horses and land [F#] they were soon [D#m] dispelled as [C#] a
fantasized dream.
Watching [F#] cattle at night [C#] in the midwinter cold turns a [F#] person both [B] wiry and old.
_ Well [D#m] the flame of the breakfast [C#] the fire'd be dead [F#] as the sun rose [D#m] up.
Well [C#] you'd move up ahead.
I'd be [F#] breaking the [D#m] camp up [C#] and rolling the beds as [F#] you fanned the [C#] stock wider four [B]
feet.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] When the weather [D#m] turns south [C#] with the onset of rain [F#] and the truck had [D#m] bogged down [C#] to the axle
main.
Well [F#] if you move up [D#m] ahead then we'd [C#] pack saddles and chains and [F#] I'd wait in [C#] the mud by [B] the
road.
With [F#] the blankets [D#m] and the canvas [C#] all hung out to dry.
[F#] There's nothing [D#m] for heating
[C#] cause you couldn't light a fire.
[F#] An old stock [D#m] permit [C#] for the forthcoming shire.
[F#] _
_ _ [C#] _ [B] _ _ Before [F#] the cattle don't [D#m] camp when [C#] there's sloshing and rain.
[F#] They just keep [D#m] walking forward [C#] like a
dog on a chain.
[F#] And he'd be red eyed [D#m] and weary [C#] with the pack horse turned lame.
[F#] And I'd wait
[C#] miles behind [B] in the mud. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
He was [D#m] down through Charleville out [C#] to Julia Creek.
He lived [F#] on
syrup and damper.
[C#] We soldered corn meat.
We [F#] had nothing but the [D#m] [C#] roos and the mailman to meet.
[F#] We moved [C#] up and down in [B] the rains.
[F#] Well the inland [D#m] skies [C#] had the starriest of nights.
[F#] With the dance of [D#m] the fire [C#] throwing flickering lights.
[F#] The beauty [D#m] of the sunsets
[C#] were a constant delight.
[F#] I felt nature [C#] had led me [B] in true.
_ _ [F#] The [D#m] enormous vastness [C#] of them inland plains
[F#] brings you a [D#m] lonely contentment [C#] to which you can't put a name.
[F#] It's a satisfied [D#m] glow city [C#] folks
seldom attain.
They [F#] spend life [C#] on a right [B] rigid rail.
_ [F#] The kids got [D#m] their schooling [C#] in a government
mail.
[F#] We posted [D#m] their work off at [C#] each cattle sale.
[F#] They considered their [D#m] learning [C#] a self-imposed jail.
[F#] They'd rather help [C#] their father [B] and fail. _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] Early [D#] last month at the end of the dry.
[F#] He was given [D#m] a horse.
[C#] Nobody could ride.
[F#] Alert were [D#] his ears with a [F#] fire in his stride.
He was young
and his [C#] spirit [B] was wild.
_ [F#] To catch him [D#] this morning [C#] was an hour-long battle.
[F#] We had to collar [D#m] rope his
near [C#] side to throw on the saddle.
[F#] Well he'd bite and [D#m] he'd strike.
[C#] He made my [A#m] nerves rattle.
[F#] _
Pandemonium
[C#] reigned with [B] each ride.
_ [F#] It was a hot [D#m] summer's morning [C#] at the government ball.
[F#] There was a [D#m] stillness
around [C#] like I've never felt before.
[F#] How could [D#m] he know it [C#] was fate at [A#m] his door that [F#] was stealthily
[C#] watching [B] his moves.
_ [F#] He mounted [D#] up quick [C#] taking slack from the reins.
[F#] Grabbed the full hand of [D#m] hair
[C#] from the horse's long mane.
[F#] He just [D#m] hit the saddle when the [C#] horse went [A#m] insane.
Churning [F#] dust
in [C#] a frenzy of [B] fear.
_ _ [F#] The girl from [D#m] the saddle [C#] let go with the ring.
[F#] The sassingle [D#m] slipped.
It was
[C#] impossible to cling.
[F#] The horse [D#m] felt it go.
Made [C#] a [A#m] desperate fling and he was [F#] thrown to [C#] the length
[B] of the reins.
[F#] And I heard [D#m] his spine [C#] snap like a ruched is shut.
[F#] It busted his back on the
[C#] concrete and trough.
[F#] _
[D#m] Sickness and fear [C#] were the feelings [A#m] I got.
[F#] For the doctor it was a [C#] six [B]-hour drive.
_ _ [F#] Looked at [D#m] his face and [C#] his collar turned white.
[F#] He turned slowly [D#m] and said I [C#] can't make it tonight.
[F#] My body is [D#m] broken and I'm [C#] bleeding [A#m] inside and [F#] the life [C#] slowly drained [B] from his eyes. _ _ _ _
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_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [B] _ _ _
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_ [C#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [D#m] Guess I'll set up the [C#] plan now and move back to town [F#] before the [C#] winter returns with a chill on
the ground.
_ [F#] Because what I have [D#] lost can seldom be [A#m] found.
[F#] I was blessed with a [C#] gentlest of men.
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ Eventually [C#] the children moved to the east but I couldn't stand the [D#m] bustle of even [C#] a quiet city
street.
[F#] _ I'll stay in the scrub here where my heart really beats for some dogs that [C#] too old to [B] change.
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