Twenty Cents Extra

 

Big bloke with a hat cries in the sun

Beating down on his paddock of dust

His mate, he had said, would have taken his gun

Shot himself in the head cause he can’t earn a crust

 

 

Mother nature has spoken, we can’t change her mind

She’s the one who’s in charge of the drought

Your choices help farmers to stay on the land

Twenty cents extra turns his fortune about

 

 

Twenty cents extra on milk, he buys water for cows

Twenty cents extra for meat, they get more than rough browse

Twenty cents extra to spend on a loaf of bread

And this farmer won’t end up dead.

 

 

The cattle are bony, the dams are just mud

The bank’s going to start repossessing

There’s no market for bones, or his family farm

Just twenty cents extra’s a blessing

 

 

Twenty cents extra on milk, he buys water for cows

Twenty cents extra for meat, they get more than rough browse

Twenty cents extra to spend on a loaf of bread

And this farmer won’t end up dead.