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 McKenzie's name
Where the campfires are a-blazin'
And the drovin' men are lazin'
To bide with Hock a newie mountain grove
There's a story in the makin'
And perhaps a little fakin'
As they wave the legend round McKenzie's dog
They're old McKenzie, so the story goes
Rode the rangers on a steer
Re-selectin' Scottish 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 to jail
Before the judge in Timberland
There was no sign of repentance
When McKenzie 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 McKenzie and his dog
Were a pair of devil's raptors
In Heron Vine
And along 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 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 McKenzie's name
In a rugged mountain pass
And they captured him at last
In a rugged mountain pass
People Massacre
And show the world
What was Beloved
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