Well I was drovin cattle on the plains way out
Right in the middle of a blazin drought
I camped one night neath the moon and the stars
But I awoke to the rhythm of a beat guitar
Twas the claypan boogie I couldnt believe my eyes
Claypan boogie under the desert skies
Well in the big claypan neath the light of the stars
Saw the Wallaroo shakin with a beat guitar
And rockin in the circle with a little blue doe
Was a red buck roo shoutin go man go
The claypan boogie I couldnt believe my eyes
Claypan boogie under the desert skies oh yeah
Well I rubbed my eyes and I looked again
Just to make sure that I was seein plain
There was no mistake about the guitar man
Why he was pickin out a rhythm on the big claypan
The claypan boogie I couldnt believe my eyes
Claypan boogie under the desert skies
Well the other drovers climbed out of their swags
All started rockin including their nags
I hear a low beat from the cattle camp
Why the whole mob of cattle were beginning to stamp
The claypan boogie I couldnt believe my eyes
Claypan boogie under the desert skies
Well Im an old cattle drover and a desert lair
I dig hot rhythm and I aint no square
Rhythm is a word you dont understand
Until youve heard it comin from the big claypan
The claypan boogie I couldnt believe my eyes
Claypan boogie under the desert skies
Lets go !!
From the LP Songs of Australia March, 1964
Barcoo Bill