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Verse 1
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The other side of the Great
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Divide is cattle country.
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A land that can make you hard as nails.
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The working dog's a legend out there,
a good one's worth two men.
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But life's no bed of roses
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for man's best friend.
There's a bloke they call the mongrel,
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lives out west of here.
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On a red dirt block with around 500 head
You wouldn't find a meaner man
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behind a prison wall
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Horses, dogs or cattle,
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he's a mongrel to them all
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His wife came from the city,
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she was a timid little thing
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Didn't know what she was in
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for when she married him
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The neighbors hardly saw her,
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when they did she turned away
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But the makeup on the bruises
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told them all she didn't say
And the story goes
the only thing
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that kept that woman sane
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Was a little calpy cross she raised by hand
The runt of the litter,
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the poor thing looked half -sick
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If the mongrel had his way,
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he would have drowned him
Then one day a close relation
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of the woman died
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And she went down to the funeral
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on her own
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Came back a few days later,
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completely mortified
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To find her little pride and joy
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half dead on the chain
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And the best excuse the mongrel had
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was somehow he'd forgotten
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To put out food and water
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for her precious little pup
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Besides, he was too busy
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with all he had to do
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She should have thought about that
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before she shot through
Now the mongrel was a drinker,
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and a crazy one at that,
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used to go on benders now and then.
So people in the district
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weren't overly concerned
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if he didn't make it into town
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for several weeks on end.
But when a month or so had passed
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and nothing had been heard,
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The local copper
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thought he'd take a look around.
When he got to the property,
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the place was deathly quiet.
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Then behind the shed
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he heard the strangest sound.
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When he went to check it out,
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imagine his surprise
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At what he found that
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chained up to a tree.
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Near a tub of fetid water
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and a bag of dry dog food
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The emaciated mongrel howled deliriously
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Of course they never found a wife
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or the sad and sickly pup
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Some say the cops didn't really try,
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some say they just gave up
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And the mongrel,
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well he's nothing like the man he used to be
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Some nights he even lets his
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working dogs roam free
Ah, the other side of the great divide
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is cattle hunting
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A land that tends to make you hard as nails
The working dog's a legend out there,
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a good one's worth two men
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And that's my little story
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about man's best friend you
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