OLD GILBERT Written by Slim Dusty As sung by Stan Coster on \"The Best of Stan Coster\"
Gilbert was just eighteen years of age when he first took himself a wife, But she proved to be unfaithful, so the swag and open road became his life. He turned bitter against all women, only used them when he could, and he only had contempt for other men. He worked and drank and wandered all alone except for one, a mangy old blue heeler, for a friend.
Years ago, old Gilbert found a puppy by the roadside left to die, Hungry and frightened, nearly frozen 'neath the frosty southern sky. Gilbert picked him up and raised him, and a bond of friendship grew, a friendship that was never known to bend. Then one day, Gilbert woke to find his old track mate was gone, and he began a search that never was to end.
Gilbert used to work a while, and then he'd go to town on one big spree. It was the only way he knew to ease the pain of hurtful memories. So in a coastal town while Gilbert drank away his cares, his old dog was impounded there, and so, When they couldn't find it's owner, the dog was put to sleep, and perhaps it's best if Gilbert never knows.
Gilbert roamed from town to town still searching for the friend he'd never find. It was the final blow from fate that really turned the old man's twisted mind. He was ridiculed in barrooms; he was laughed at in the streets, still searching for his friend across the land, 'Til someone found him dead one day 'neath a table in a park with a collar and a chain clutched in his hand.
Years ago, old Gilbert found a puppy by the roadside left to die, Hungry and frightened, nearly frozen 'neath the frosty southern sky. Gilbert picked him up and raised him and a bond of friendship grew, a friendship that was never known to bend. Then one day Gilbert woke to find his old track mate was gone, and he began a search that only death could end.