Cunnamulla Fella
Slim Dusty Lyrics


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Now I′m a scrubber, runner and a breaker too
I live on damper and wallaby stew
I've got a big cattle dog with a staghound cross
I never saw the scrubber we couldn′t toss
'Cause I'm the Feller from Cunnamulla
Yes I′m the Cunnamulla Feller

Now once when I was drovin′ on the cattle trails
I met a little girl her name was Ada Vale
I said "Marry me Ada and I'll be the feller
And we′ll settle down in Augathella"
I'll be the Feller at Augathella
Yes I′ll be the Augathella Feller

Oh, she said her daddy's name was Charley Ville
She had a lot of kiddies and a lot of bills
So I grabbed my horse that was nice and handy

And I never stopped till I reached Dirranbandi
I was the dandy at Dirranbandi
Yes I was the Dirranbandi Dandy

Now in my moleskin trousers and my Williams boots
Aboard an outlaw as he leaves the chutes
In my goose neck spurs I rake their fiery hide
And the girls all shouting around the ringside
Oh he′s the Feller from Cunnamulla
Yeah he's the Cunnamulla Feller

Now I've done a little fightin′ in the western bars
Done a little lovin′ neath the moon and stars
I wear bright clothes and shirts full of colour
And the girls know me as that certain feller
Yes he's the Feller from Cunnamulla
Yes he′s the Cunnamulla Feller





Oh he's the Cunnamulla Feller
Yes he′s the Cunnamulla Feller

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Slim Dusty's "Cunnamulla Fella" tell the story of a man who is proud of his life as a scrubber, runner, and a breaker. He lives off damper and wallaby stew and has a cattle dog with a staghound cross that helps him handle anything that comes his way. He has a reputation as the Fella from Cunnamulla and is known for his bravery, hard work, and determination. The song also touches on his romantic pursuits in the past, as he once met a woman named Ada Vale while droving cattle. He proposed to her and wanted to settle down in Augathella, but she had too many bills and children. So he set off on his horse to Dirranbandi, where he became known as the Dandy.


Throughout the rest of the song, he describes his experiences as a fighter, lover, and colorful figure in the western bars. He wears bright clothes and shirts full of color, and the girls know him as that certain feller. Overall, the song portrays the Cunnamulla Fella as a man who is proud of his life and the values he holds, such as loyalty, hard work, and a willingness to take on any challenge.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I'm a scrubber, runner and a breaker too
I am a jack-of-all-trades, doing everything from scrubbing to running to breaking things apart.


I live on damper and wallaby stew
I survive on a diet of damper (a type of bread) and wallaby stew.


I've got a big cattle dog with a staghound cross
I own a large cattle dog that is a crossbreed with staghounds.


I never saw the scrubber we couldn't toss
I am skilled at handling tough situations, and have never met a challenge I couldn't overcome.


'Cause I'm the Feller from Cunnamulla
I am known by the people of Cunnamulla as a capable and versatile person.


Yes I'm the Cunnamulla Feller
I am proud of my identity as a resident of Cunnamulla.


Now once when I was drovin' on the cattle trails
During one of my journeys herding cattle across long distances,


I met a little girl her name was Ada Vale
I came across a young woman named Ada Vale.


I said 'Marry me Ada and I'll be the feller
I proposed to Ada, promising to be a good husband and caretaker.


And we'll settle down in Augathella'
Together, we would make a home in Augathella.


I'll be the Feller at Augathella
I will be a respected and productive member of the community in Augathella.


Yes I'll be the Augathella Feller
I am proud to represent Augathella and become a part of that community.


Oh, she said her daddy's name was Charley Ville
Ada told me that her father's name was Charley Ville.


She had a lot of kiddies and a lot of bills
Ada had numerous children to care for and many expenses to pay.


So I grabbed my horse that was nice and handy
Without hesitation, I mounted my nearby horse and took off.


And I never stopped till I reached Dirranbandi
I rode non-stop until I had reached Dirranbandi.


I was the dandy at Dirranbandi
I achieved a certain status as a well-dressed and confident citizen of Dirranbandi.


Yes I was the Dirranbandi Dandy
I was proud of the attention and respect I received from the people in Dirranbandi.


Now in my moleskin trousers and my Williams boots
I wear tough and comfortable clothing suitable for my work.


Aboard an outlaw as he leaves the chutes
During rodeos, I ride outlaws as they are released from the chutes.


In my goose neck spurs I rake their fiery hide
I use spurs with a curved neck to make contact with the animal's skin and steer it.


And the girls all shouting around the ringside
Onlookers, especially women, cheer me on as I compete in rodeos.


Oh he's the Feller from Cunnamulla
I am celebrated as a successful resident of Cunnamulla.


Yeah he's the Cunnamulla Feller
I proudly acknowledge my identity as a resident of Cunnamulla.


Now I've done a little fightin' in the western bars
I have some experience in fighting and defending myself in western bars.


Done a little lovin' neath the moon and stars
I have had romantic experiences under the night sky.


I wear bright clothes and shirts full of colour
I prefer to wear vibrantly colored clothing.


And the girls know me as that certain feller
Women recognize and admire me for my confidence and success.


Yes he's the Feller from Cunnamulla
I remain recognized and celebrated as a resident of Cunnamulla.


Yes he's the Cunnamulla Feller
I proudly proclaim my identity as a resident of Cunnamulla.




Writer(s): Stanley Alfred Coster, David Gordon Kirkpatrick

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You say you belong to Australia my friend
And rightly you’d die for this land to defend
But let us be honest, it’s sad but it’s true
Australia my friend doesn’t belong to you

Our country’s been sold by the powers that be
To big wealthy nations way over the sea
We couldn’t be taken by bayonets or lead
And so they decided to buy us instead

And talking of wars and the blood that was spilled
The widows, the crippled, the ones that were killed
And I often wonder if their ghosts can see
What’s happening now to their native country

I wonder if ghosts of the fallen can see
The crime and corruption and vast poverty
With a lost generation of youth on the dole
Who drift on life’s ocean without any goal

I once had a dream of our country so grand
The rivers outback irrigated the land
With towns and canals in that wasteland out there
And big inland cities with work everywhere

With profit from farming and factory and mine
Was used to develop a nation so fine
Then I woke from my dream into reality
That the wealth of our nation goes over the sea

Yeah you say you belong to Australia my friend
And rightly you’d die for this land to defend
But let us be honest, it’s sad but it’s true
Australia my friend doesn’t belong to you