Cubbie round the Bumble bend....Walter Brummell (Kakadu song man) talks about the 50s life on Cubbie station and the people who worked there before the cotton came ....used to be lots Bumble trees at Bumble bend outstation........ Cubbie worker So you worked on an out station on Cubbie... Saw the cattle tracks and also the sheep ... You were only a poor boundary rider ... On your straw bed the hut you did sleep... The Manager ate in the dining room .... Jackaroos, silk shirts and ties were so neat... Station workers they ate in the kitchen... The rest of us on the wood heap... The Pommy overlords sent out the workers... Housemaids, Jackaroos, the book keeper... So the Aussies were duffing his cattle... Thought Lost in the drought the grim reaper... Down near the river the old tribe had cut... Left handed holes in the coolabah's hides... These left handed men are gone, but... now in Goodooga descendants reside.... You saw the tracks went through the fence.... The boundary fence had opened wide .... The cattle tracks unbranded young Micky bulls.... And Heifers were side by side.... Im Paddy the Aboriginal I can track..... The Bunyip or Porkypine.... Boss don't never give me a fair bloody crack..... It aint no business of mine.hey.... Don Johnson... During the hundred years of the AP Company with massive holdings all over Queensland , Cubbie was one small part of the business. Some of the workers saw the class distinction and disliked it to making a point of eating on the ...
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