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- 'Tis of a wild Colonial Boy, Jack Doolan was his name,
Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine.33 lines - Oh, we started down from Roto when the sheds had all cut out.
We'd whips and whips of Rhino as we meant to push about,24 lines - 'Twas of a valiant highwayman and outlaw of disdain
Who'd scorn to live in slavery or wear a convicts chain;40 lines - In Dublin town I was brought up, in that city of great fame.
My decent friends and parents, they will tell to you the same.33 lines, 1 comment - In an old bark hut on a mountainside
In a spot that was lone and drear160 lines, 2 comments - A strapping young stockman lay dying,
His saddle supporting his head;28 lines, 2 comments - Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains
Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains.32 lines - A life that is free as the bandit's of old,
When Rome was the prey of the warriers bold24 lines - My name is Ben Hall from Urunga I came,
The cause of my turn out you all know the same;23 lines - Now some shearing I have done, and some prizes I have won,
Through my knuckling down so close on the skin,21 lines - When I was at home I was down on my luck,
And I earned a poor living by drawing a truck;96 lines - Lonely and sadly one night in November
I laid down my weary head in search of repose44 lines - Let Romanists all at Confessional kneel,
Let the Jew with disgust turn from it,24 lines, 1 comment - You often have been told of regiments brave and bold,
But we are the bravest in the land;29 lines - I'm a broken-down old squatter, my cash it is all gone,
Of troubles and bad seasons I complain;24 lines - Hurrah for the Roma railway! Hurrah for Cobb and Co.,
And oh! for a good fat horse or two to carry me Westward Ho --17 lines - He wore an old blue shirt the night that first we met,
An old and tattered cabbage-tree concealed his locks of jet;19 lines - The sun peers o'er yon wooded ridge and thro' the forest dense,
Its golden edge o'er the mountain ledge looks down on the stockyard fence,20 lines - The boss last night in the hut did say --
"We start to muster at break of day;57 lines - Be ye stockmen or no, to my story give ear.
Alas! for poor Jack, no more shall we hear19 lines - I'll sing to you a fine new song, made by my blessed mate,
Of a fine Australian squatter who had a fine estate,25 lines - The saddle was hung on the stockyard rail,
And the poor old horse stood whisking his tail,38 lines - The night is dark and stormy, and the sky is clouded o'er;
Our horses we will mount and ride away,25 lines, 1 comment - Come, all you jolly natives, and I'll relate to you
Some of my observations -- adventures, too, a few.30 lines - A club there is established here, whose name they say is Legion;
From Melbourne to the Billabong they're known in every region.28 lines - The stockmen of Australia, what rowdy boys are they,
They will curse and swear a hurricane if you come in their way.35 lines - When the merchant lies down, he can scarce go to sleep
For thinking of his merchandise upon the fatal deep;31 lines - We often hear men boast about the land which gave them birth,
And each one thinks his native land the fairest spot on earth;40 lines - Dark over the face of Nature sublime
Reign'd tyranny, warfare, and every crime;38 lines - Ye sons of industry, to you I belong,
And to you I would dedicate a verse or a song.20 lines - I have come to tell the glorious news you'll all be glad to hear,
Of the pleasant alterations that are taking place this year.40 lines, 1 comment - If you want a situation, I'll just tell you the plan
To get on to a station, I am just your very man.22 lines, 1 comment - There's a happy little valley on the Eumerella shore,
Where I've lingered many happy hours away,30 lines - I'm a broken-hearted miner, who loves his cup to drain,
Which often-times has caused me to lie in frost and rain.38 lines - Come, all ye lads an' list to me,
That's left your homes an' crossed the sea,56 lines - Now Jordan's land of promise is the burden of my song,
Perhaps you've heard him lecture, and blow about it strong;20 lines - Hark! Hark! the dogs are barking, I can no longer stay;
The boys have all gone shearing, so I heard the shepherd say;24 lines - I'm very unhappy, tho' nothing I've done.
I'll tell you the cause of my sorrow;40 lines - Hurrah for the Lachlan, boys, and join me in a cheer;
That's the place to go to make a cheque every year.24 lines - When first I left Old England's shore,
Such yarns as we were told,48 lines - The earth rolls on through empty space, its journey's never done;
It's entered for a starry race throughout the kingdom come.22 lines - Come listen to my ditty, come listen to me hum,
While I relate a verse or two of the professional bum29 lines - It's ah ! for my grog, my jolly, jolly grog,
It's ah ! for my beer and tobacco;29 lines, 1 comment - The Irishman loves his fair Colleen,
No doubt she is witty and pretty,19 lines - 'Twas a New England Cocky, as of late I've been told,
Who died, so 'tis said, on account of the cold.20 lines - Then give me a hut in my own native land,
Or a tent in the bush with the mountains so grand;19 lines - Throughout Australian History no tongue or pen can tell
Of such preconcerted treachery -- there is no parallel --28 lines - Come! all ye lads of loyalty,
and listen to my tale;61 lines, 3 comments - THE weather had been sultry for a fortnight's time or more,
And the shearers had been driving might and main,29 lines - I've shore at Burrabogie, and I've shore at Toganmain,
I've shore at big Willandra and upon the old Coleraine,22 lines, 1 comment - All you on emigration bent,
With home and England ill-content,78 lines - I've had all sorts of luck, sometimes bad, sometimes better,
But now I have somebody's luck and my own,45 lines - Och ! my name's Pat Malone, and I'm from Tipperary.
Sure, I don't know it now, I'm so bothered, Ohone!60 lines
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