said he was born on marble bar
been a drover all his life
he drove cattle through to camooweal and up the isa too
and his old eyes shone of the days long gone and the mates
in turkey creek as he sat in a four-wheel drive
i was glad to find his mind was sharp and the memories still alive
of the drovin' days and the stockyard camp when he rode at the boss' side
for he'd been a ringer all his life on the western side
oh paddy william is his name
but a thousand miles on the outback trails is a long
oh paddy william is his name
but a thousand miles on the outback trails is a long
well he looked so old and weary as he proudly spoke his name
his old eyes shone like beacons when he talked of the drovin' game
he said he was born on marble bar
been a drover all his life
and i guess he's still in turkey creek
near the hills of misty blue
and i hope his dreams of the cattle run
and i hope he finds a horse so fine to carry him away
oh paddy william is his name
but a thousand miles on the outback trails is a long
oh paddy william is his name
but a thousand miles on the outback trails is a long
so if you're driving through the kimberleys or around the isa way
you might see him slowly ridin' with a big mob on the graze
he'll be tall and straight don't hesitate
say: g'day there paddy william