I'm going to have a rough night again he said Then he coughed and spluttered and raised his eyes above his head See that falling star in the sky go by Probably just an old horse Checking out the drovers camp tonight, too right CHORUS Camooweal the drovers call That's what were all here for And I wont miss a year Saddle up your horse and gear It's like droving's not over at all His body tired but restless still fighting for some fun His stories very vivid, but now his droving days are done Will he soon be riding with his horse in the sky? Trailing restless cattle That had rushed in the night, too right Repeat Chorus Till next year mate We'll sit out here beneath a starry night And we'll talk about the days gone by And watch for Clary's shining light Repeat Chorus Oh and I wont miss a year And when that falling star appears We'll know droving's not over at all