Ringer From the Top End

I'm a ringer from the top end Where ya gotta know your job And what you're doin' each day On 2 million acres you bet Ya have to earn your pay If ya wanna take it on There's one thing that shouldn't be forgotten Nobody can do the job Like a ringer from the top end Out on the fence line swallowing dust Blood on my hands from the barb Hoping that rogue bull won't see the hole Before they get him in the yard But I get a funny feeling in the middle of my back Sure enough he's coming like a train down the track That's when nobody else moves faster Than the springer from the top end I'm a ringer from the top end Where ya gotta muster 3 thousand head in a day Move 'em to the yards and water them at end of day It's not the sort of job you'd take If you're looking for a soft one But ya take a kinda pride in saying I'm a ringer from the top end Well I roll out my swag 'neath the boab tree And then I'm out like a light Dreaming about those girls in town Next thing it's broad daylight No time to dream of what might have been I'm in a dirty bull catcher with the mustering team I better keep my mind on the job 'Cause I'm a ringer from the top end And nobody does the job better Than a ringer from the top end