"Joe Daly" lyrics

You remind me of yarns near forgotten
Sometimes I think of old Dad
But mostly you take me way back bush again
To the best times that I ever had
You bring back old memories of childhood
And the places my parents would go
Stations and stockmen through my tender years
It's sure good to know you, old Joe

Most people know you as Trumby
That name I gave to your song
And though you tell me you've been quite a brumby
Oh if I see you again before long
Hope we meet up again before long

You remind of old Henry Lawson
Shades of old Banjo as well
Those letters you write like the poems you penned
So very sincere I can tell
You know all the ways of a bushman
You're one of the last of a breed
You've ridden on boundaries in flood time and drought
Been many times short of a [?]

Most people know you as Trumby
That name I gave to your song
And though you tell me you've been quite a brumby
Oh if I see you again before long
Hope we meet up again before long

You remind me of times in this country
When drugs weren't a problem to you
When children were raised to respect mum and dad
Now tell me Joe, is that the truth?
From your first job on old Vauxhall station
You've done the whole lot down the years
And I'm sorry to hear you're not well old mate
Gary Styles sends you his cheers

Most people know you as Trumby
That name I gave to your song
And though you tell me you've been quite a brumby
Oh if I see you again before long
Hope we meet up again before long

Most people know you as Trumby
That name I gave to your song
And though you tell me you've been quite a brumby
Hope I see you again before long
Hope we meet up again before long

(Not too long I hope, old mate)