A lone gooner rode on the moors one dark and windy day Upon some rocks he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cattle he saw Crashing through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw Probably wasted on anyone under sixty
Might have been Frankie Lane who recorded the original tune - my old man had an LP full of western songs with a gunslinger on the cover - still be up in the loft somewhere..
Evening Helpin nephew do his bathroom George Foreman grill on the go footy on weed on Pissin it outside kids everywhere One of them dayZ