Cunnamulla Feller
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
Contributed: Marten Busstra 2009]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Slim Dusty's song "Cunnamulla Feller" tell the story of a man who is proud of his rural way of life, describing himself as a "scrubber, runner and a breaker too" who lives on "damper and wallaby stew," and who has a big cattle dog that can handle anything. He recounts how he once met a woman named Ada Vale and proposed to her, but when he learned that she had a lot of children and bills, he decided to keep moving and eventually became known as the "Feller from Cunnamulla." He goes on to boast about his skill as a rodeo rider and his reputation with the ladies, wearing bright clothes and shirts full of color.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I'm a scrubber, runner and a breaker too
I am a jack of all trades, skilled in many tasks such as scrubbing, running, and breaking things.


I live on damper and wallaby stew
My diet mainly consists of damper and wallaby stew.


I've got a big cattle dog with a staghound cross
I have a large cattle dog that is part staghound.


I never saw the scrubber we couldn't toss
I am so skilled at scrubbing that I have never encountered one that I could not handle.


'Cause I'm the Feller from Cunnamulla
I am known as the Feller from Cunnamulla.


Yes I'm the Cunnamulla Feller
Yes, I am the Feller from Cunnamulla.


Now once when I was drovin' on the cattle trails
One time while I was leading a herd of cattle on a trail.


I met a little girl her name was Ada Vale
I encountered a young lady by the name of Ada Vale.


I said "Marry me Ada and I'll be the feller
I proposed to Ada, saying that if she married me, I would be the perfect partner.


And we'll settle down in Augathella"
We would make our home in Augathella.


I'll be the Feller at Augathella
I would be known as the Feller in Augathella.


Yes I'll be the Augathella Feller
Yes, in Augathella, I would be known as the Feller.


Oh, she said her daddy's name was Charley Ville
She revealed that her father's name was Charley Ville.


She had a lot of kiddies and a lot of bills
She had many children to support and many expenses to pay.


So I grabbed my horse that was nice and handy
I quickly mounted my horse that was nearby.


And I never stopped till I reached Dirranbandi
I rode without stopping until I reached Dirranbandi.


I was the dandy at Dirranbandi
In Dirranbandi, I was known as the dandy.


Yes I was the Dirranbandi Dandy
Indeed, in Dirranbandi, I was known as the dandy.


Now in my moleskin trousers and my Williams boots
I wear moleskin trousers and Williams boots.


Aboard an outlaw as he leaves the chutes
I ride an outlaw horse as it is released from the chutes.


In my goose neck spurs I rake their fiery hide
Using my goose neck spurs, I forcefully make contact with their fiery hide.


And the girls all shouting around the ringside
Women in the crowd are cheering me on at the rodeo.


Oh he's the Feller from Cunnamulla
People at the rodeo know me as the Feller from Cunnamulla.


Yeah he's the Cunnamulla Feller
Yes, I am known as the Cunnamulla Feller.


Now I've done a little fightin' in the western bars
I have been in a few fights in bars in the western region.


Done a little lovin' neath the moon and stars
I have had some romantic encounters under the moon and stars.


I wear bright clothes and shirts full of colour
I wear vibrant and colorful clothing.


And the girls know me as that certain feller
The women all know me as that special guy.


Yes he's the Feller from Cunnamulla
I am the well-known Feller from Cunnamulla.


Yes he's the Cunnamulla Feller
Yes, I am the famous Cunnamulla Feller.


Oh he's the Cunnamulla Feller
Oh, I am the Cunnamulla Feller.


Yes he's the Cunnamulla Feller
Yes, I am the Cunnamulla Feller.




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