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Camooweal
Camooweal is a small town in north-western Queensland, Australia, located 169 kilometres (105 mi) north-west of the city of Mount Isa and 12 km (7.5 mi) east of the Northern Territory border. Local government is provided by the Mount Isa City Council. The town lies on the Barkly Highway, and is adjacent to the Georgina River. At the 2011 census, Camooweal had a population of 187.
History
The area was originally inhabited by the Indjilandji Indigenous Australians. The town is said to take its name from surveyor Mr GT Weale, who was apparently the first person to bring camels into the area, although this has been questioned.
William Landsborough in 1861 named the Barkly Tablelands after the Governor of Victoria, His Excellency, Sir Henry Barkly. The first settler to the area was John Sutherland, who took up the Rocklands lease in 1865. Stock losses to the local dingos and wedge-tailed eagles; lack of water and isolation soon forced him to abandon his lease. The Englishmen Benjamin Crosthwaite and William Tetley, who were marginally more successful, took up the lease again in 1876.
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by Slim Dusty
Camooweal
by: Slim DustyShould ever I go back to Camooweal
'Twould be in the spring when desert flowers bloom
Oh, the spinifex I know would still be there
And the desert pea would brighten up the gloom
Should ever I go back to Camooweal
One thing is sure I'd not be twenty-two
As on that day when I first wandered there
But mem'ries stay with me as mem'ries do
[Instrumental
How fresh her mem'ry keeps for still I feel
The velvet softness of her auburn hair
And see again the moonbeams in her eyes
As I did so long ago when I was there
Youth called to youth in that now distant day
I did not heed, my heart did not reveal,
And now I know that love was born and lost
In that little border town of Camooweal
[Instrumental]
Oh, the long road beckoned on, my feet said go
To search beyond the hills for what I find
Although I've wandered far this sunburnt land
I've never found what I have left behind
Oh the burning fire of that other spring
Is now but ashes and the hurt won't heal
Time heals all wounds they say, but leaves the scar
So I think I'll not go back to Camooweal
Time heals all wounds they say, but leaves the scar
So I think I'll not go back to Camooweal