For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods I've lived
through plenty
This country's dust and mud
You've seen my tears and blood
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy
I married a fine girl when I was twenty
But she died in giving birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then
Just a gentle old black friend
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy
She left me with two sons and a daughter
And a bone-dry farm whose soil cried out for
water
So my care was rough and ready
But they grew up fine and steady But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy
My daughter married young and went her own
way
My sons lie buried by the Burma railway
So on this land I've made my own
I've carried on alone
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy
City folk don't understand
the cocky
Say with subsidies and all we've had it easy
But there's no drought or starving stock
On a sewered suburban block
But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy
For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods I've lived
through plenty
This country's dust and mud
I've seen my tears and blood
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy Yes, it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy