The late George Woolnough worked on high street and lived on manners Fifty two years he sat on his verandah and made his saddles And if you had questions about sheep or flowers or dogs You?d just ask the saddler He lived without sin; they?re building a library for him Time is a traveller, 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 Though something was wrong and it?s easier to drink than go crazy And if there was questions about why the end was so sad, Well George had no answers about why a son ever has need of a gun Time is a traveller, Tenterfield saddler turn your head Cmin7/F Ride again jackaroo think I see kangaroo up ahead The grandson of George has been all around the world and lives in no special place 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 nowhere for George and his library or the son with his gun to belong Except in this song Time is a traveller, Tenterfield saddler turn your head Ride again jackaroo think I see kangaroo up ahead