Back in the Saddle - Slim Dusty

Oh it’s great to be back in the saddle

with my hand on the rough bridle rein

There are wild scrubbers out there to muster

and calves to be branded again

A man doesn’t know that he’s wealthy

till his wages are gone on a spree

and he once more returns to the bushland

where the beauty of nature is free

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Oh, it’s great to be back on the station

and to ride near the clear western skies

where the red dingo howls from the ridges

to his mate as he sees me ride by

As day time surrenders to night time

and horse bells are tinkling so sweet

Oh I dream with my dog by the campfire

and my happiness is complete

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Oh, it’s great to be back on the home run

from this life I will ask nothing more

for my home is the wild rugged bushland

and I’ll never walk out through the door

As I lay back at night in my blanket

and gaze at the bright starry dome

Oh, I thank the Almighty in Heaven

for giving me such a fine home

Oh it’s great to be back in the saddle

with my hand on the rough bridle rein