In the High Country

by Daniel Kelly - 2026

     G
It’s hard to keep your footing,
     F    C
In the High Country,
           G
There’s no food in the winter,  
     F      C
In the High Country,
     G
Our strength is our survival,
     F      C
In the High Country,

We didn’t ask to come here,
This is not our home,
But we flourished on the ranges,
In the Alpine snow.
We grew strong among the ramparts,
Of the High Country.

     G
Horses run wild,
     F       C
Horses run free,
     C               G
You called us the Brumbies,
     F          C
Won’t you let us be.

On the plains of Beersheba,
We carried you to war,
Though horses may not understand
What you were fighting for,
We gave our strength and bodies,
Dying by the score,

You say we trample flowers,
In the High Country,
A menace to the landscape,
In the High Country,
But we didn’t ask to come here,
To the High country,

You fly over like thunder,
In the High Country,
Raining death on foal and stallion,
n the High Country,
Mare’s screams reach the heavens,
In the High Country