He's movin' all his stock, to that bare paddock The fire's comin' through and it's comin' fast With 1600 sheep and 200 cattle When it comes to givin up he'd be the last And the old brigade came by with the bad news The big burn's on it's way and we need your help So he kissed his wife goodbye and said I love you And he left his stock to fend for themselves It's just how it goes CHORUS And he's stil circlin' 'Round and 'round upon this dusty land And he'll keep the mob together while he's workin' Always keen to lend a helpin' hand And he's still circlin A windshift turned the fire past his homestead And he was faced with putin' down his injured stock Across the smokey flat all lame and breathless His collie cirled round the frightened mob He's doin' his job CHORUS And he's stil circlin' 'Round and 'round upon this dusty land And he'll keep the mob together while he's workin' Always keen to lend a helpin' hand And he's still circlin Through drought and flood and fire Through hardship and good time I'll raise my glass to every man and dog If you look you'll always find CHORUS They're stil circlin' 'Round and 'round upon this dusty land And they'll keep the mob together while they're workin' Always keen to lend a helpin' hand And they're still circlin Still circlin'