NOW I'M EASY       Eric Bogle


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For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky,
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And of droughts and fires and floods I've lived through plenty,
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And this country's dust and mud have seen my tears and blood,
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But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy.



I married a fine girl when I was twenty
But she died in giving birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then, just a gentle old black gin,
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy.


She left me with two sons and a daughter,
And the bone-dry wells and soil cried out for water  (farm whose soil)
So my care was rough and ready, but they grew up fine and steady
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy.


My daughter married young, and went her own way,
And my sons lie buried by the Burma Railway,
So on this land I've made me own I've carried on alone,
But it's nearly over now, and now I'm easy.


For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky,
And of droughts and fires and floods I've lived through plenty,
And this country's dust and mud have seen my tears and blood,
But it's nearly over now,and now I'm easy.