Lyrics

I'm a stockman to me trade and they call me Ugly Dave I'm old and grey and I only got one eye In the yard I'm good, of course, but just put me on a horse And I'll go where lots of young 'uns daren't try I lead 'em through the gidgee over country rough and ridgy I loose them in the very worst of scrub I can ride both rough and easy, with the dewdrop I'm a daisy And a right down bobby-dazzler in a pub Just watch me use the whip, I can give the dawdlers gyp I can make the bloody echoes roar and ring With a branding-iron, well, I'm a perfect flamin' swell In fact I'm duke of every blasted thing To watch me skin a sheep, it's so lovely you could weep I can act the silvertail as if me blood was blue You could strike me pink or dead, if you stood me on me head I'd be just as good as any other two I've a notion in me pate that it's luck, it isn't fate That I'm so far above the common run So for ev'rything I do you can cut me fair in two For I'm much two bloody good to be in one