Bare Legged Kate
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Barelegged Kate with your natural grace
And your big sad eyes and your Irish face
Poor bush girl when the summer is high
In the bitter hills of Gundagai
Barelegged Kate why do you run
Down to the creek in the setting sun
Away where the eyes of the world can't see
But you can't run away from your poverty
Barelegged Kate why do you weep
When the men go by with their travelling feet
Does the sight of a drover make you sad
When you think of the father you never had
Barelegged Kate with your natural grace
And your big sad eyes and your Irish face
Poor bush girl when the summer is high
In the bitter hills of Gundagai
Oh it's well you know there's gold in the hills
But you know that the cyanide process kills
Strangles the miners and cuts them down
In their mean little homes in Timber Town
And it's well you know when the floods come down
It's the poor by the river are the first to drown
Where the wild Mirambidgee goes roaring by
Through the haunted hills of Gundagai
Barelegged Kate with your natural grace
And your big sad eyes and your Irish face
Poor bush girl when the winter is nigh
In the barren hills of Gundagai