The Bush Girl
Words by Henry Lawson

(G)So you rode the (Gsus4)range (G) where your (Gsus4)brothers select
(G)Through the (Gsus4)ghostly (G) grey bush in the dawn (Gsus4)
(G)You rode slowly at (Gsus4)first lest her(G) heart should (Gsus4)suspect
(G)That you were so glad to be gone

You had scarcely the courage to glance back at her
By the homestead receding from view
And you breathed with relief as you rounded the spur
For the world was a wide world to you

(C) Grey eyes that grow sadder than (G) sunset or rain
Fond (C)heart that is ever more (G) true
(C)Firm faith that grows firmer for (G) watching in (Gsus4) vain
(C)She'll wait by the (G) sliprails for you

Ah the world is a new and a wide one to you
But the world to your sweetheart is shut
For a change never comes to the lonely bush girl
From the stockyard, the bush, and the hut

And the only relief from its dullness she feels
Is when ridges grow softened and dim
And away in the dusk to the sliprails she steals
To dream of past meetings with him
Grey eyes that grow sadder than sunset or rain
Fond heart that is ever more true
Firm faith that grows firmer for watching in vain
She'll wait by the sliprails for you

Do you think where in place of bare fences, dry creeks
Clear streams and green hedges are seen
Where the girls have lily and rose in their cheeks
And the grass in midsummer is green

Do you think now and then, in the whirl
Of the city while London is new
Of the hut in the bush and the freckle-faced girl
Who is eating her heart out for you

Grey eyes that are sadder than sunset or rain
Bruised heart that is ever more true
Fond faith that is firmer for trusting in vain
She waits by the sliprails for you

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