LEATHERMAN
(Anon)

I'm a stockman and my work is droving cattle
With my whip and dog, I set them at a rattle
Droving down the dusty road
I'm the roughest kind o' bloke you'll ever know

Chorus:
Jog along, jog along, jog along, leatherman
In the wind and in the rain, driving cattle for the can

At night I just sleep underneath a tree
There's no feather mattress poster-bed for me
Ridin' 'till I'm saddle worn
I'm the roughest kind o' bloke 'twas ever born

In the early morning when the sun is up
I roll up me swag and whistle to me pup
Go in Darkie, bite their tails
Go back them up along the dusty trail

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--Stewie.