Henry Lawson

> **Andy's Gone With Cattle** > > Our Andy's gone to battle now > 'Gainst Drought, the red marauder; > Our Andy's gone with cattle now > Across the Queensland border. > > He's left us in dejection now; Our > hearts with him are roving. It's dull > on this selection now, Since Andy went > a-droving. > > Who now shall wear the cheerful face > In times when things are slackest? And > who shall whistle round the place When > Fortune frowns her blackest? > > Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now > When he comes round us snarling? His > tongue is growing hotter now Since > Andy cross'd the Darling. > > The gates are out of order now, In > storms the `riders' rattle; For far > across the border now Our Andy's gone > with cattle. > > Poor Aunty's looking thin and white; > And Uncle's cross with worry; And poor > old Blucher howls all night Since Andy > left Macquarie. > > Oh, may the showers in torrents fall, > And all the tanks run over; And may > the grass grow green and tall In > pathways of the drover; > > And may good angels send the rain On > desert stretches sandy; And when the > summer comes again God grant 'twill > bring us Andy.