Kelpie

Jack gleeson had an eye for a well-bred working dog

No ordinary pup would do the job

It was 1869 he'd seen more dogs than he could count

But none of them impressed him, none of them stood out

Until he met george robertson in casterton one day

Who showed jack his scottish dogs and jack was blown away

He looked down at the litter

Who were yapping for their mum

Scrabbling round, carrying on all except for one

With her eyes as bright as a moonlit night

Her kindness shining through her sight

He could feel her warmth, and intelligence

Loyal was she, he'd found his kelpie

He offered to buy her but robertson refused

They only go to family this one's for my nephew

But the nephew had a liking for

Jack's strong and handsome colt

I'll swap my pup for your horse

But then you'll have to bolt

So they met down by the river

And the deal was done that night

It was the start of something special

Jack could feel it deep inside

Jack moved up north

And broke her in along the way

She was worth more than three good men

And proved it everyday

Then came time to join her

To a classy short haired dog

His ggod mate mark tully

Had a collie he named moss

From forbes to yarrawonga

Kelpie's pups would show their guile

In the woolshed or the paddock

Wih a mob or at a trial

Jack gleeson put his faith into a tiny little pup

He gave it all he had and he never gave up

And australians across the land

Are forever in his debt

The kelpie dog our best mate

Jack we won't forget