Lyrics Tenterfield Saddler - Hugh Jackman & Patrick Vaccariello

The late George Wollner worked on a high street
Lived on manners, 52 years
He sat on his verandah, made his saddles
And if you had questions about sheep or flowers or dogs
You just asked the saddler, he lived without sin
They're building a library for him

Time is a traveler, tenterfield saddler, turn your head
Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

The son of George Woolnough went off and got married
And had a war baby, but something was wrong
And it's easier to drink than go crazy
And if there were questions about why the end was so sad
George had no answer about why his son ever had need of a gun

Time is a traveler, tenterfield saddler, turn your head
Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

The grandson of George has been all around the world
And lives no special place
He changed his last name and he married a girl
With an interesting face

He'd almost forgotten them both
Because in the life that he leads
There's no place for George and his library or the son with his gun to belong
Except in this song

Time is a meddler, Tenterfield Saddler make your bed
Fly again cockatoo, down on the ground emu up ahead, oh
Time is a traveller, tenterfield saddler, make your bed
Fly away cockatoo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

Time is a traveller, tenterfield saddler, turn your head
Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead
Time is a traveller, tenterfield saddler, make your bed
Ride again jackaroo