Prettiest Girl In The Kimberley Lyrics - John Williamson

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Where is the glory when war is won
A man hits the bottle and belts his son
So i ran away to the cattle run
Where i learned to fight and swallow rum
And i learned to go barefoot you see
Just like an aborigine
For one of their tribe belonged to me
The prettiest girl in the kimberley

Oooh . . .

But i could not marry the girl i adore
Black and white was against the law
They chain you up to a boab tree
For kissing an aborigine

But a ringer's heart is immune to pain
A bull rips your leg and you carry on
You clench your teeth and you cry alone
And ride for a week till the poison's gone

Oooh . . .

But me and my dog we're not alone
The pension provides us with beef and a bone
I've given up drifting and drinking rum
We're up and about before the sun

And i can still quarter a beast in a dash
Have your freezer full of spare ribs in a flash
And i still dream of the one for me
The prettiest girl in the kimberley

Oooh . . .

Yes i still dream of the one for me
The prettiest girl in the kimberley

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