> Andy's Gone With Cattle
>
> Our Andy's gone to battle now
> 'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
> Our Andy's gone with cattle now
> Across the Queensland border.
>
> He's left us in dejection now; Our
> hearts with him are roving. It's dull
> on this selection now, Since Andy went
> a-droving.
>
> Who now shall wear the cheerful face
> In times when things are slackest? And
> who shall whistle round the place When
> Fortune frowns her blackest?
>
> Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
> When he comes round us snarling? His
> tongue is growing hotter now Since
> Andy cross'd the Darling.
>
> The gates are out of order now, In
> storms the `riders' rattle; For far
> across the border now Our Andy's gone
> with cattle.
>
> Poor Aunty's looking thin and white;
> And Uncle's cross with worry; And poor
> old Blucher howls all night Since Andy
> left Macquarie.
>
> Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
> And all the tanks run over; And may
> the grass grow green and tall In
> pathways …
Henry Lawson
Author details
- Aliases:
-
Henry Hertzberg Larsen, Henry Hertzberg, ヘンリー・ローソン, and 15 others
Genri Louson, Henry Archibald Lawson, Henry Lawson, Henry Archibald Hertzberg Lawson, ローソン, Генри Лоусон, Henry Hertzberg Lawson, Henry A. Lawson, ヘンリー ロースン, 亨利·勞森, Генрі Ловсон, Genri Lauson, Հենրի Լոուսոն, ヘンリー ローソン, Henry H. Larsen - Born:
- June 16, 1867
- Died:
- Sept. 1, 1922
External links
> Andy's Gone With Cattle
>
> Our Andy's gone to battle now
> 'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
> Our Andy's gone with cattle now
> Across the Queensland border.
>
> He's left us in dejection now; Our
> hearts with him are roving. It's dull
> on this selection now, Since Andy went
> a-droving.
>
> Who now shall wear the cheerful face
> In times when things are slackest? And
> who shall whistle round the place When
> Fortune frowns her blackest?
>
> Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
> When he comes round us snarling? His
> tongue is growing hotter now Since
> Andy cross'd the Darling.
>
> The gates are out of order now, In
> storms the `riders' rattle; For far
> across the border now Our Andy's gone
> with cattle.
>
> Poor Aunty's looking thin and white;
> And Uncle's cross with worry; And poor
> old Blucher howls all night Since Andy
> left Macquarie.
>
> Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
> And all the tanks run over; And may
> the grass grow green and tall In
> pathways of the drover;
>
> And may good angels send the rain On
> desert stretches sandy; And when the
> summer comes again God grant 'twill
> bring us Andy.
Books by Henry Lawson
Great Short Stories of the World
by W. Somerset Maugham, Frank O'Connor, John O'Hara, and 67 others
