There'd be a blue out the back And we'd all rush from the bar to take a look Drover Pat and Billy Rnold had been drinking In the heat all afternoon They were rolling in the dirt Fists were flying and things were getting rough But when Billy started bleeding The publican said fellas break it up Shake on it, just put it there That's the way it's always been 'round here You could trust a man when he held out his hand and said 'Let's shake on it They were battered and bruised When Pat and Billy picked themselves up They looked each other over And two grins appeared from beneath the sweat and dust Billy picked up his hat And clipped his old mate on the ear And said we'll call it a draw Pat But I reckon you owe me a beer CHORUS BRIDGE Now the years have rolled by And they still disagree But that old handshake's as firm as it used to be CHORUS