For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky Of draughts and fires and floods I've lived through plenty This country's dust and mud Have seen my tears and blood But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy I married a fine girl when I was twenty She died in giving birth when she was thirty No flying doctor then, just a gentle old black gen But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy She left me with two sons and a daughter And a bone dry farm whose soil cried out for water Though my care was rough and ready They grew up fine and steady But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy My daughter married young and went her own way My sons lie buried by the Burma railway So on this land I've made my home I carried on alone But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy Ah city folks these day despise the cocky Saying with subsidies and dole we've had it easy But there's no drought or starving stock On the sewered suburban block But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky Of droughts and fires and floods I've lived through plenty This country's dust and mud Have seen my tears and blood But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy But it's nearly over now And now I'm easy