Banjo Paterson
The Swagman’s Rest by Banjo Paterson

The Swagman’s Rest by Banjo Paterson

We buried old Bob where the bloodwoods wave At the foot of the Eaglehawk; We fashioned a cross on the old man's grave For fear that his ghost might walk; We carved his name on a ...

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Paddy’s Letter, 1857 by Banjo Paterson

Paddy’s Letter, 1857 by Banjo Paterson

I've had all sorts of luck, sometimes bad, sometimes better,But now I have somebody's luck and my own,For I stooped in the street and I picked up a letter,Which some one had ...

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Morgan’s Dog by Banjo Paterson

Morgan’s Dog by Banjo Paterson

Morgan the drover explained, As he drank from his battered quart-pot, Many a slut I have trained; This is the best of the lot. Crossing these stringybark hills, Hungry and rocky ...

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A Dog’s Mistake by Banjo Paterson

A Dog’s Mistake by Banjo Paterson

He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide, He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside; He was not aristocratic, being mostly ribs and hair, With ...

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“We’Re All Australians Now” by Banjo Paterson

“We’Re All Australians Now” by Banjo Paterson

Australia takes her pen in hand To write a line to you, To let you fellows understand How proud we are of you. From shearing shed and cattle run, From Broome to Hobson's Bay, Each ...

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A Disqualified Jockey’s Story by Banjo Paterson

A Disqualified Jockey’s Story by Banjo Paterson

You see, the thing was this way -- there was me, That rode Panopply, the Splendor mare, And Ikey Chambers on the Iron Dook, And Smith, the half-caste rider on Regret, And that ...

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A Bushman’s Song by Banjo Paterson

A Bushman’s Song by Banjo Paterson

I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand, I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand, And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day, But ...

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“Ave Ceasar” by Banjo Paterson

“Ave Ceasar” by Banjo Paterson

Long ago the Gladiators, When the call to combat came, Marching past the massed spectators, Hailed the Emp'ror with acclaim! Voices ringing with the fury Of the strife so soon to ...

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Saltbush Bill’s Gamecock by Banjo Paterson

Saltbush Bill’s Gamecock by Banjo Paterson

'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times Run, and he came to the Take 'Em Down; He counted through at the ...

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Frying Pan’s Theology by Banjo Paterson

Frying Pan’s Theology by Banjo Paterson

Shock-headed blackfellow, Boy (on a pony). Snowflakes are falling Gentle and slow, Youngster says, "Frying Pan What makes it snow?" Frying Pan, confident, Makes the reply -- ...

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Mulga Bill’s Bicycle by Banjo Paterson

Mulga Bill’s Bicycle by Banjo Paterson

'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze; He turned away the good old horse that served him many days; He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to ...

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“shouting” For A Camel by Banjo Paterson

“shouting” For A Camel by Banjo Paterson

It was over at Coolgardie that a mining speculator, Who was going down the township just to make a bit o' chink, Went off to hire a camel from a camel propagator, And the Afghan ...

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‘We’Re All Australians Now’ by Banjo Paterson

‘We’Re All Australians Now’ by Banjo Paterson

Australia takes her pen in handTo write a line to you,To let you fellows understandHow proud we are of you.From shearing shed and cattle run,From Broome to Hobson's Bay,Each ...

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“In Re A Gentleman, One” by Banjo Paterson

“In Re A Gentleman, One” by Banjo Paterson

We see it each day in the paper, And know that there's mischief in store; That some unprofessional caper Has landed a shark on the shore. We know there'll be plenty of trouble ...

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‘Shouting’ For A Camel by Banjo Paterson

‘Shouting’ For A Camel by Banjo Paterson

It was over at Coolgardie that a mining speculator,Who was going down the township just to make a bit o' chink,Went off to hire a camel from a camel propagator,And the Afghan said ...

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Gilhooley’s Estate by Banjo Paterson

Gilhooley’s Estate by Banjo Paterson

Oh, Mr Gilhooley he turned up his toes, As most of you know, soon or late; And Jones was a lawyer, as everyone knows, So they took him to Gilhooley's Estate. Gilhooley in life had ...

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Prelude – From The Man From Snowy River And Other Verses by Banjo Paterson

Prelude – From The Man From Snowy River And Other Verses by Banjo Paterson

I have gathered these stories afarIn the wind and the rain,In the land where the cattle-camps are,On the edge of the Plain.On the overland routes of the west,When the watches were ...

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On Kiley’s Run by Banjo Paterson

On Kiley’s Run by Banjo Paterson

The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees Beyond the stretch of forest trees -- Beyond the foothills dusk and dun -- ...

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Cassidy’s Epitaph by Banjo Paterson

Cassidy’s Epitaph by Banjo Paterson

Here lies a bloke who's just gone West, A Number One Australian; He took his gun and did his best To mitigate the alien. So long as he could get to work He needed no sagacity; A ...

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The Angel’s Kiss by Banjo Paterson

The Angel’s Kiss by Banjo Paterson

An angel stood beside the bed Where lay the living and the dead. He gave the mother -- her who died -- A kiss that Christ the Crucified Had sent to greet the weary soul When, worn ...

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Conroy’s Gap by Banjo Paterson

Conroy’s Gap by Banjo Paterson

This was the way of it, don't you know -- Ryan was "wanted" for stealing sheep, And never a trooper, high or low, Could find him -- catch a weasel asleep! Till Trooper Scott, from ...

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Black Harry’s Team by Banjo Paterson

Black Harry’s Team by Banjo Paterson

No soft-skinned Durham steers are they, No Devons plump and red, But brindled, black and iron-grey That mark the mountain-bred; For mountain-bred and mountain-broke, With sullen ...

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The Sheep-Washers’ Lament by Banjo Paterson

The Sheep-Washers’ Lament by Banjo Paterson

Come now, ye sighing washers all,Join in my doleful lay,Mourn for the times none can recall,With hearts to grief a prey.We'll mourn the washer's sad downfallIn our regretful ...

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Father Riley’s Horse by Banjo Paterson

Father Riley’s Horse by Banjo Paterson

'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog By the troopers of the upper Murray side, They had searched in every gully -- they had looked in every log, But never ...

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Bottle ‘O’ by Banjo Paterson

Bottle ‘O’ by Banjo Paterson

I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job; I drives me bottle cart around the town; A bloke what keeps 'is eyes about can always make a bob -- I couldn't bear to graft ...

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Brumby’s Run by Banjo Paterson

Brumby’s Run by Banjo Paterson

It lies beyond the Western Pines Towards the sinking sun, And not a survey mark defines The bounds of "Brumby's Run". On odds and ends of mountain land, On tracks of range and ...

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The Old Timer’s Steeplechase by Banjo Paterson

The Old Timer’s Steeplechase by Banjo Paterson

The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a spell -- I was burnt and brown -- So I rolled my swag for a trip to town And a look ...

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Now Listen To Me And I’Ll Tell You My Views by Banjo Paterson

Now Listen To Me And I’Ll Tell You My Views by Banjo Paterson

Now listen to me and I'll tell you my views concerning the African war, And the man who upholds any different views, the same is a ritten Pro-Boer! (Though I'm getting a little ...

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There’s Another Blessed Horse Fell Down by Banjo Paterson

There’s Another Blessed Horse Fell Down by Banjo Paterson

When you're lying in your hammock, sleeping soft and sleeping sound, Without a care or trouble on your mind, And there's nothing to disturb you but the engines going round, And ...

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Johnson’s Antidote by Banjo Paterson

Johnson’s Antidote by Banjo Paterson

Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly stamp; Where the station-cook in terror, nearly every time ...

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Jimmy Dooley’s Army by Banjo Paterson

Jimmy Dooley’s Army by Banjo Paterson

There's a dashin' sort of boy Which they call his Party's Joy, And his smile-that-won't-come-off would quite disarm ye; And he played the leadin' hand In the Helter-Skelter Band, ...

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It’s Grand by Banjo Paterson

It’s Grand by Banjo Paterson

It's grand to be a squatter And sit upon a post, And watch your little ewes and lambs A-giving up the ghost. It's grand to be a "cockie" With wife and kids to keep, And find an ...

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Rio Grande’s Last Race by Banjo Paterson

Rio Grande’s Last Race by Banjo Paterson

Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands to hold The rushing Rio Grande. He said, `This day I bid ...

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The Maori’s Wool by Banjo Paterson

The Maori’s Wool by Banjo Paterson

The Maoris are a mighty race -- the finest ever known; Before the missionaries came they worshipped wood and stone; They went to war and fought like fiends, and when the war was ...

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Under The Shadow Of Kiley’s Hill by Banjo Paterson

Under The Shadow Of Kiley’s Hill by Banjo Paterson

This is the place where they all were bred; Some of the rafters are standing still; Now they are scattered and lost and dead, Every one from the old nest fled, Out of the shadow ...

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The Bushfire – An Allegory by Banjo Paterson

The Bushfire – An Allegory by Banjo Paterson

'Twas on the famous Empire run, Whose sun does never set, Whose grass and water, so they say, Have never failed them yet -- They carry many million sheep, Through seasons dry and ...

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Mulligan’s Mare by Banjo Paterson

Mulligan’s Mare by Banjo Paterson

Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race; The height of choice spirits from near and from far Were all concentrated on Mulligan's ...

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The Ghost Of The Murderer’s Hut by Banjo Paterson

The Ghost Of The Murderer’s Hut by Banjo Paterson

My horse had been lamed in the foot In the rocks at the back of the run, So I camped at the Murderer's Hut, At the place where the murder was done. The walls were all spattered ...

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Saltbush Bill’s Second Flight by Banjo Paterson

Saltbush Bill’s Second Flight by Banjo Paterson

The news came down on the Castlereagh, and went to the world at large, That twenty thousand travelling sheep, with Saltbush Bill in charge, Were drifting down from a dried-out run ...

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The Road To Hogan’s Gap by Banjo Paterson

The Road To Hogan’s Gap by Banjo Paterson

Now look, you see, it’s this way like, You cross the broken bridge And run the crick down till you strike The second right-hand ridge. The track is hard to see in parts, ...

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The Stockman’s Last Bed by Banjo Paterson

The Stockman’s Last Bed by Banjo Paterson

Be ye stockmen or no, to my story give ear.Alas! for poor Jack, no more shall we hearThe crack of his stockwhip, his steed's lively trot,His clear "Go ahead, boys," his jingling ...

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Bourke’s Dream by Banjo Paterson

Bourke’s Dream by Banjo Paterson

Lonely and sadly one night in NovemberI laid down my weary head in search of reposeOn my wallet of straw, which I long shall remember,Tired and weary I fell into a doze.Tired from ...

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The Loafers’ Club by Banjo Paterson

The Loafers’ Club by Banjo Paterson

A club there is established here, whose name they say is LegionFrom Melbourne to the Billabong, they're known in every region.They do not like the cockatoos, but mostly stick to ...

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The Rhyme Of The O’sullivan by Banjo Paterson

The Rhyme Of The O’sullivan by Banjo Paterson

Pro Bono Publico Went out the streets to scan, And marching to and fro He met a seedy man, Who did a tale unfold In solemn tones and slow And this is what he told Pro Bono ...

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How M’Ginnis Went Missing by Banjo Paterson

How M’Ginnis Went Missing by Banjo Paterson

Let us cease our idle chatter, Let the tears bedew our cheek, For a man from Tallangatta Has been missing for a week. Where the roaring flooded Murray Covered all the lower land, ...

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The Road To Old Man’s Town by Banjo Paterson

The Road To Old Man’s Town by Banjo Paterson

The fields of youth are filled with flowers, The wine of youth is strong: What need have we to count the hours? The summer days are long. But soon we find to our dismay That we ...

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The Squatter’s Man by Banjo Paterson

The Squatter’s Man by Banjo Paterson

Come, all ye lads an' list to me,That's left your homes an' crossed the sea,To try your fortune, bound or free,All in this golden land.For twelve long months I had to pace,Humping ...

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A Bushman’s Song by Banjo Paterson

A Bushman’s Song by Banjo Paterson

I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand, I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand, And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day, But ...

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Waltzing Matilda by Banjo Paterson

Waltzing Matilda by Banjo Paterson

OH! there once was a swagman camped in the Billabong, Under the shade of a Coolabah tree; And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling, “Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda ...

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The Man From Iron Bark by Banjo Paterson

The Man From Iron Bark by Banjo Paterson

It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town, He wandered over street and park, he wandered up and down. He loitered here he loitered there, till he was like to drop, ...

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