The cattle-lands of Corryong,
The maiden of the snows
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Da ruction happen by Nicko's place
Las' week, in da deada da night.
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With wood and wool for Adelaide
The paddle boats came down
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The orchardist, with hope aglow,
Sets out a crop of fruit to grow
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Now the Wobble went out on the roaring tide,
With a dry dog trotting along by its side;
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Bill Barcoo was a station 'and - 'e was a station 'and,
And grafted all the year like Pharaoh's Jews.
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Healesville is a smiling lass,
'Mid her encircling hills,
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Back to the kicthen, mein Gretchen!
Back to the scullery, frau!
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Not that I'd quarrel with the way
They celebrates their hundredth year
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The bad boy of Europe,
He stands in dire disgrace,
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Noo, ye ken, we'll see 'em agen,
Waggling doon the street,
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I nigh drops dead (the bo'sun said)
When the gist of things I grip
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Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane,
A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the town;
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There's a big, brown man in the hinterland
Whom the nation had forgot;
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Three hills lead on to Lilydale,
Where runs the White Horse Road.
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“Who are these blokes with bulging brows
I see all o’er the shop?”
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Down thro' the ages these same sticks
Have played on man their knavish tricks.
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In a rather tiny building at the bottom of the street,
With a green door and a window small and very neat,
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Born to the sun and smiling skies,
And bird-songs to the morning flung,
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'Arry an' me is bits of sports;
When the summer comes around
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Brother, who on some near morrow
Makes a pledge conceived in sorrow
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There's a bleak, black world without,
And the rain falls fast;
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Where the sunlight, burning down,
Lights her luscious orange groves,
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"Twice one are two; twice two are four."
I can still hear it floating thro' the old school door:
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Mr Woolin-Wister was assistant at the store,
He had an air of breeding, and the kind of clothes he wore
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Mrs Dibbs, the washerwoman, coming down the street,
Shabby old "elastic-sides" on her funny feet
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Mrs Felix Donnett was a lady of renown,
For ten years her husband was mayor of the town;
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Mrs Munn, the midwife - Mother Munn they called her --
Wallowed in the world's woes; sickness ne'er appalled her.
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Candidly, I do not hug a
Wish to go to Mugga Mug
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Oh, I've ridden 'em rough an' I've ridden 'em kind,
Brumbies and prads well-bred.
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