Let me wander north
To the homestead
Way out further
on there to roam
By a gully in flood
Let me linger
When the summery
sunshine has flown
Where the logs tangle up
On the creek beds
And clouds veil the
old northern sky
And the cattle move back
From the lowlands
When the rain tumbles
down in july
The settlers with
Sad hearts are watching
The rise of the stream
From the dawn
Their best crops
are always in flood reach
If it rises much more
They'll be gone
The cattle string out
Along the fences
The wind from the
south races by
And the limbs from the
old gums are fallen
When the rain tumbles
down in july
The sleeping gums
on the hillside
Awaken to herds
strayin' by
Here on the flats
Where the fences
have vanished
As the storm clouds
gather on high
The wheels of the wagons
Stop turning
The stock horse is turned
Out to stray
The old station dogs
are a-dozin'
On the husks in the barn
Through the day
The drover draws rein
by the river
It's years since he's seen
It so high
Yes and that's
just a story of homeward
When the rain tumbles
down in july