Plains Of Peppimenarti - Slim Dusty, Joy McKean

Now I’ve been around Australia and I’ve travelled everywhere

But there’s one place I really like to go

Where the land is big and wide and tall dark ringers ride

On the plains of Peppimenarti, where the old Moyle River flows

Tough riders they’re of course in a truck or on a horse

And they’ll really teach you things you didn’t know

It’s excitement to the full if you’re out there chasing bulls

By the plains of Peppimenarti, where the old Moyle River flows

And the Kangaroo still bounds on that rough and rugged ground

The ant hills and the old pandanas grow

Yes and everyday’s a Sunday if you’re catching barramundi

By the plains of Peppimenarti, where the old Moyle River flows

(hey, hey hey)

Now the men out on the stock camps are the finest riders known

And they’ll work four weeks without a break or spell

They’re the back bone of our beef steaks

And I’ve mentioned this before

And it’s a story that I’m always proud to tell

May the march of time never ever bring too many changes

To a way of life you people love and prize

May the years ahead be good ones

And you never lose your customs

With old Peppimenarti Hill looking down so old and wise

And the Kangaroo still bounds on that rough and rugged ground

The ant hills and the old pandanas grow

Yes and everyday’s a Sunday if you’re catching barramundi

By the plains of Peppimenarti, where the old Moyle River flows

And the Kangaroo still bounds on that rough and rugged ground

The ant hills and the old pandanas grow

Yes and everyday’s a Sunday if you’re catching Barramundi

By the plains of old Peppimenarti, where the old Moyle River flows