To a station out in Queensland, I wont mention names or brands.
Came the Cunnamulla Fella to break in a string of yangs.
The squatter had a daughter, and to the breaker said,
"Keep your evil eyes of her, some squatter she must wed."
But the Cunnamulla fella, he was crafty, he was sly.
And it wasn't very long before he caught the daughter's eye.
And then there came that evening and the old man near dropped dead,
When he caught the pair a-makin' love down in his saddle shed.
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Well the villain rolled his blankets and he caught the Brisbane mail
But the daughter said she loved him so she followed on his trail.
She caught him up at Roma where they set the wedding day,
And when she told her daddy, lord, his hair turned silver gray
Now the moral of this story, is that you squatter blokes beware,
For love is where you find it in that lonely land out there.
And the same to you could happen, yes it happened one before.
And the Cunnamulla fellas a squatter's son in law.
He's gonna take a bit of rearranging for some of these social parties,
Hey.