Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sniff The Digger's Dog, artist - Slim Dusty. Album song Old Time Drover's Lament, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: EMI Recorded Music Australia
Song language: English
Sniff The Digger's Dog |
Old Sniff the mangy one eye dog that knocked around the loo |
A digger’s dog was poor old sniff whom everybody knew |
He didn’t always live down here but came from way out west |
Where men are men and dogs are dogs both are the very best |
At times the dogs would gather round, Sniffs stories listened to |
Of droving days with traveling sheep round the Darling and Barcoo |
A drafting contest once said Sniff was held out back of Bourke |
Ten dogs took part in it with me and dogs who knew their work |
As each dog rounded up his sheep, he drove them in the pen |
He closed the gates put in the peg, the peg fell out again |
The peg you see was far too small for hole drilled in the post |
Though I went last I won the day don’t think I want to boast |
But the way crowd stood up and cheered I still remember well |
As I dipped the peg in water and I made the darn thing swell |
Oh the city dogs all looked with awe and they were all agog |
To hear of daring deeds like these from a simple country dog |
Now once with sheep in a mulga scrub said Sniff here’s one that’s true |
A ram got lost from out the mob, the boss kicked up a blue |
He said «Hey Sniff go find him boy», when I returned that night |
It was on the old rams back I rode with glow worms for a light |
Then Sniff he took a look around, winking his old blind eye |
As a big Alsatian said «Aint things getting dry» |
Old Sniff he looked him over, said «dry you’re telling me» |
«Oh its way out west where sandflies breed that’s where you ought to be» |
Then he made their blood all curdle and he looked from left to right |
When he told the mob about a fight he had in an outback pub one night |
Said Sniff «the dogs all fell on me, I thought I’d soon be dead» |
But I crept out of that scramble with camp oven on my head |
Old Sniff he took a look at them, his chest swelled out with pride |
As he spoke of great grandad and how poor grandad died |
Oh they built a statue to him; |
don’t think I told a lie |
And I’ll tell you where you’ll find it, nine miles from Gundagai |
Old sniff the mangy one eye dog that knocked around the loo |
A digger’s dog was poor old sniff whom everybody knew |
He didn’t always live down here but came from way out west |
Where men are men and dogs are dogs both are the very best |