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Andy's Gone With Cattle
(17 June 1867 – 2 September 1922 / Grenfell, New South Wales)

Andy's Gone With Cattle

Poem By Henry Lawson

Our Andy's gone to battle now
'Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
Our Andy's gone with cattle now
Across the Queensland border.

He's left us in dejection now;
Our hearts with him are roving.
It's dull on this selection now,
Since Andy went a-droving.

Who now shall wear the cheerful face
In times when things are slackest?
And who shall whistle round the place
When Fortune frowns her blackest?

Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
When he comes round us snarling?
His tongue is growing hotter now
Since Andy cross'd the Darling.

The gates are out of order now,
In storms the `riders' rattle;
For far across the border now
Our Andy's gone with cattle.

Poor Aunty's looking thin and white;
And Uncle's cross with worry;
And poor old Blucher howls all night
Since Andy left Macquarie.

Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
And all the tanks run over;
And may the grass grow green and tall
In pathways of the drover;

And may good angels send the rain
On desert stretches sandy;
And when the summer comes again
God grant 'twill bring us Andy.

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Comments (24)

Andy is to spend 14 days in quarinteen because he crossing the border. Police will check his papers and his cattle, to see they are in order. Andy does'nt mind the wait, He'll forget about the broken gate For now he's in the Sunshine state, And livin' it up, Mate.
love this poem. had to do this for a task at school and love every word in this poem.
We learnt this poem at school as kids. It was good then, it is good now.
I am writing an oral on this, what is the purpose of the poem?
Andy for sure, is being missed a lot. This poem is lovely