No way I wanted to be a legend -

    Something I would never have planned ,

    I had heard  the old bloke was in trouble

    So came down to lend him a hand.


    My horse was a mean stubborn devil,

    Hard to keep his mind on the job,

    Sheer mad-headed chance that when he bolted

    We turned up in front of the mob !


    Those brumbies were so worn out and tuckered

    They gave in without any fight ,

    Truant colt trotting meekly behind them

    Was back in his stable that night !


          ‘So ..

                    this is where it all began -

                                                        ‘The Banjo’s ‘Snowy River Man’.  !