The sniper of lord howe

Bright reggae, Hawaiian style, beat, bass, percussion, ukelele, steel drums

V5.5

Back in the day when island life was simply uncomplicated 
I knew a family the shicks,
pure of heart where sea breeze guesthouse was located
My dear old dad Harry told me a story once
A story quite confronting
When guests would come and stay and Garney and Ray would take them wild pig hunting
So the tale goes this way back in the nineteen sixty’s 
Dad’s old wartime mate
Had come to visit us
And pig hunting they thought was great
Garney and Ray had two dogs , they were their pride and joy
No better pig dogs had lived
Since they were bouncing boys
Well Dad and Uncle Noll
Both crack shots
Snipers in the war
Grabbed  303 rifles with Garney
They went to explore
Now the landscape was very tough with steep hills and valleys and boulders through heavy brush
The pig dogs had found some pigs up on smoking tree ridge
The men could here them barking and crossed the wooden bridge
The dogs had the wild pigs cornered in a rocky gully
So Noll took the first shot
Oh what a folly
The bullet went through the pig and then killed the dog 
Poor Garney was shattered so he sat on a log 
Meanwhile the old boar charged and pinned dog number two at rocky run against a boulder 
Garney had to put him down
He’d started with two dogs and now they were getting no older
When they got back to Seabreeze
And delivered the dead porker
His Wife Mae said hey where’s the dogs Maxwell
And poor Garney said we’ve had a shocker 
So Dad and Noll and Garney broke into Freddie Pooles  savage home brew locker
Told far-fetched stories night so damn bad
To avoid them feeling so damn sad

Morning light not a pretty sight
Three fellas legs up an epic night to forget 
So that’s the story of two dogs
And an old snipers last regret

Here ends the story of wild sows and boars
And the visiting sniper on Lord Howe Island
Who came back from the war
There is a motto to this story
Of bravery and of vanquished glory
Don’t take your best dogs on pig hunts for guests
Who  try to outdo and see who’s best

Oh The sniper who regrets
The sniper who regrets

Bye bye two doggies

How much is that doggie in the window

(Guitar and ukulele outtro)

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Back in the day when island life was simply uncomplicated I knew a family the shicks, pure of heart where sea breeze guesthouse was located My dear old dad Harry told me a story once A story quite confronting When guests would come and stay and Garney and Ray would take them wild pig hunting So the tale goes this way back in the nineteen sixty’s Dad’s old wartime mate Had come to visit us And pig hunting they thought was great Garney and Ray had two dogs , they were their pride and joy No better pig dogs had lived Since they were bouncing boys Well Dad and Uncle Noll Both crack shots Snipers in the war Grabbed 303 rifles with Garney They went to explore Now the landscape was very tough with steep hills and valleys and boulders through heavy brush The pig dogs had found some pigs up on smoking tree ridge The men could here them barking and crossed the wooden bridge The dogs had the wild pigs cornered in a rocky gully So Noll took the first shot Oh what a folly The bullet went through the pig and then killed the dog Poor Garney was shattered so he sat on a log Meanwhile the old boar charged and pinned dog number two at rocky run against a boulder Garney had to put him down He’d started with two dogs and now they were getting no older When they got back to Seabreeze And delivered the dead porker His Wife Mae said hey where’s the dogs Maxwell And poor Garney said we’ve had a shocker So Dad and Noll and Garney broke into Freddie Pooles savage home brew locker Told far-fetched stories night so damn bad To avoid them feeling so damn sad Morning light not a pretty sight Three fellas legs up an epic night to forget So that’s the story of two dogs And an old snipers last regret Here ends the story of wild sows and boars And the visiting sniper on Lord Howe Island Who came back from the war There is a motto to this story Of bravery and of vanquished glory Don’t take your best dogs on pig hunts for guests Who try to outdo and see who’s best Oh The sniper who regrets The sniper who regrets Bye bye two doggies How much is that doggie in the window (Guitar and ukulele outtro)

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