by Daniel Kelly 2018 C G Am G Henry O’Brien went out one night to check upon his flock, C G Am G Am When he beheld an unearthly sight, that sure gave him a shock, G Am G Am A pair of red eyes in the dark, was the first thing that he saw, C G Am G Am A pale ewe, standing alone, blood dripping from it’s maw. Am G Am The zombie sheep of the murrumbidgee x3 He crossed himself and said a prayer as it started to advance, And when it gave a chilling howl, he nearly wet his pants, O’Brien he ran back to the town, as fast as he could run, He called on Dutton and on Hume, saying, better bring your guns. The three men returned to the scene, with lanterns and well armed, But as dawn broke upon the field, they had caused to be alarmed Half eaten lambs lay everywhere, some still being devoured, The blood lust in the maddened sheep made every man a coward. It could have been the moonlight, or something in the soil, Maybe poison in the water, that caused their blood to boil. The rifles fired at the ewes, until they all were dead, And as the men rode back to town, not a word was said.