The Bogong

C D7 G G D7 G The snow leases have expired in the mountains C D7 G They’re all part of the Kosciusko Park C G No more big mobs that way will be wand'rin A D7 No more will the mountain heeler’s bark G D7 G The mountain huts are now all deserted C D7 G The mountain men have all disappeared C G no yarns will be told in the lamplight C D7 G No more early snow falls will be feared C D7 G There'll no more big mobs on the Bogong C In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed G And the heather is bloomin' on the hillside C D7 G Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed C D7 G G D7 G They say it’s all a part of progress C D7 G To put out the stock and open up a park C G But to me it's kind of quiet and lonesome A D7 Without the whipcracks and the heeler’s bark G D7 G Or the bellow of the bull in the morning C D7 G ringing clear on the nippy mountain breeze C G And the sheep bells away in the distance C D7 G to me these are the only sounds that please C D7 G There'll no more big mobs on the Bogong C In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed G And the heather is bloomin' on the hillside C D7 G Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed C D7 G G D7 G The Tooma station heard of a thousand head or more C D7 G will not grace the mountain side again C G and the sheep from Dromore and Bobundra A D7 will no more ramble over snowy plain G D7 G I know they say it's all a part of progress C D7 G to put out the stock and open up a park C G but it's lonesome without sheep bells in the distance C D7 G and without the whipcracks and the heelers bark C D7 G There'll no more big mobs on the Bogong C In the summer where the snow grass goes to seed G and the tourists are hiking round the hillside C D7 G Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed C D7 G Where the big old bawly bullocks used to feed C D7 G G