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Oh, they'd mustered all the cattle on the Innamincka run,
And also on Cordilla Downs the same thing had been done,
They shifted all the cows an' calves, the bullocks and the steers,
The biggest bang town muster job in many, many years.
Oh the Diamantina channels and the lignum now are bare
Some wide eyed long horned pikers were all they'd left out there,
Next day the helicopters came and cleared them from the run,
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The mickeys didn't stand a chance, they shot 'em one by one.
Desease and blight had struck the herd, the beast all had to go,
To save the export market and increase the money flow,
Though it wasn't a very pretty scene to see the pikers fall,
And pilot of the chopper didn't like the job at all.
And the stockmen riding shotgun did his best to keep it clean,
He tried his best for one shot kills to ease the grizzly scene,
But soon the job was over and the land allowed to spell,
Once again the stony desert had a tragic tale to tell.
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They wait now for the seasons to rejuvenate the land,
Restock again with breeders and keep them well in hand,
Oh the flood plains then will prosper and flights will be no more,
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Once more the stockmen riding, like they used to do before.
And the cattle camps be busy with a new and stronger breed,
As they muster through the lignum where the cattle love to feed,
Through the sand hills of Cordilla or the Innamincka Plains,
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Once more we'll see the stock men's hands rest lightly on the reins.
At the Innamincka muster, there were choppers in the sky,
Cattle country gun ships with the rifleman on high,
Oh the pikers didn't stand a chance, the cattle war was won,
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Beside the stony desert were they shot 'em one by one.
Old timers had another way, they very seldom failed,
To block the way with mickey , and throw him by the tail,
But now the ringer's airborne, helicopters on the go,
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In the Diamantina country where the channels waters flow.
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Where the channels waters flow.