Ride On

Am G Cattle they fall one by one, as the sun shines down, cracking the ground Am E Cracking their skulls, pushing them into the ground Am G Well I’ve walked a thousand miles, across this country golden brown, Am E and never, have i seen it so damn dry C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait, to see the rain C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait, to see her again Am G Oh we crossed the Paroo, West of Tilpa, and headed for the South Am E Just to find, the rivers were bone dry Am G Oh we headed along the darling, a riverbed of dust Am E nothing to eat but bloody flies C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait, to see the rain C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait, to see her again Am G By Wentworth, I had lost, at least half, the bloody herd Am E I’m starting to think, that old mate Jack was right Am G But I know now, if I had of stayed, I would have lost the lot Am E I guess thats why, the others had to die C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait, to see the rain C D Ride on, Ride on E Am I can’t wait… to see her… again…