here's a story that you're bound to hear if you're down a tug away about an outlaw and his dog that
brought him fame about an ancient merry trail through a grassy mountain vale through the
rugged land that bears mackenzie's name where the campfires are a blazing and the
droving men are lazing to bite with hark a newie mountain grove there's a story in the making and
perhaps a little faking as they weave the legend round mackenzie's dog
they're old mackenzie so the story goes rode the rangers on a steer
re-selecting squatters sheep
and when he done he would send his collie pop to go back and round them up and to punch them
forward to his mountain run well the troopers took the trail for to send the scott to jail
and to capture all the mossy faces too and they captured him at last in a rugged mountain pass
and he went before the judge in timoree
there was no sign of repentance when mackenzie heard his sentence
but the last word rung from him a dreadful cry
he defied the law and told them that no prison bars could hold him
when the judge condemned his faithful dog to die
now there are city folks that swear old mackenzie and his dog
were a pair of devils wrapped in hair and fine
and the last word rung from him a dreadful cry
On the outback trail
Where the campfires beam at night
You can hear the shepherds
Speak his name in fright
Yes, there's a story
That you're bound to hear
If you're down a tug-o-way
About an outlaw and his dog
That brought him fame
About an ancient merry trail
Through a grassy mountain vale
Through the rugged land
That bears McKenzie's name
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