K.C. Bose
Lyrics:
[Keep them moving, and move them on.] x2
Riding hard, riding fast, always on the go.
This is just the drover's life, this is all I know. [Ooh... Rowdy]
Head'em up, move'em out, always on the run,
I got to make a few more miles before the setting sun. [Ooh... Rowdy]
I've never had a love to call my own,
A poor drover's life is always alone. [Ooh... always alone, all alone...]
Into every cattle town and it's always been the same,
Think I'm just a saddle bum, they don't know my name. [Ooh... Rowdy]
I guess that I'm rough, alright, but I've never done no wrong. [Move'em on...]
This is such a lonely trail, oh lord it's seems so long. [Ooh... Rowdy]
Well, I'm gonna leave someday, go far and far away,
And find me a home, and a love of my own. [Ooh, a love of my own... of my own...]
And I find that little girl, and I will someday,
Gonna treat her kind n' good, I'll change my rowdy way. [Ooh... Rowdy]
'cause I've never had a love to call my own,
A poor drover's life is always alone. [All alone...]
And I'm gonna leave someday, go far and far away,
And find me a home, and love... and a love of my own.
[Keep them moving, and move them on.] x4