There is a silence in the mountain That’s not been there before For Edwin Kraft has left us And will be seen no more His footprint is a large one Across the Monaro Plains Throughout the Snowy Mountains
That's where he made his name
A man of many talents And these are just a few From driving trucks and diggers, and breeding cattle too And racing bikes to win the race He was ever up there, on the pace
He will be missed by many
His works are everywhere
The RFS, the RMS, to mention just a pair
And there are many others
From throughout the shire
Who will remember him
And shed a grateful tear,
And wish him all very best
When he arrives up there.
And when we think of Krafty,
Let's not forget his mate
Roxy (Rocket), his constant friend,
Will be with him at the Gate.
- Paul Duncan, on behalf of all members @ JAC