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You see the thing was this way there was me	A
That rode Panopply the Splendor mare	B
And Ikey Chambers on the Iron Dook	C
And Smith the half caste rider on Regret	D
And that long bloke from Wagga him that rode	E
Veronikew the Smowy River horse	F
Well none of them had chances not a chance	G
Among the lot unless the rest fell dead	H
Or wasn't trying for a blind man's dog	C
Could see Enchantress was a certain cop	I
And all the books was layin' six to four	J
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They brought her out to show our lot the road	E
Or so they said but then Gord's truth you know	K
You can believe 'em though they took an oath	L
On forty Bibles that they's tell the truth	M
But anyhow an amateur was up	N
On this Enchantress and so Ike and me	A
We thought that we might frighten him a bit	O
By asking if he minded riding rough	P
Oh not at all says he oh not at all	Q
I heard at Robbo Park and if it comes	R
To bumping I'm your Moses Strike me blue	S
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Says he I'll bump you over either rail	T
The inside rail or outside which you choose	U
Is good enough for me which settled Ike	C
For he was shaky since he near got killed	V
From being sent a buster on the rail	T
When some chap bumped his horse and fetched him down	W
At Stony Bridge so Ikey thought it best	X
To leave this bloke alone and I agreed	Y
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So all the books was layin' six to four	J
Against the favourite and the amateur	Z
Was walking this Enchantress up and down	W
And me and Smithy backed him for we thought	A2
We might as well get something for ourselves	B2
Because we knew our horses couldn't win	C2
But Ikey wouldn't back him for a bob	D2
Because he said he reckoned he was stiff	E2
And all the books was layin' six to four	J
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Well anyhow before the start the news	U
Got around that this here amateur was stiff	E2
And our good stuff was blued and all the books	F2
Was in it and the prices lengthened out	G2
And every book was bustin' of his throat	H2
And layin' five to one the favourite	H2
So there was we that couldn't win ourselves	B2
And this here amateur that wouldn't try	I2
And all the books was layin' five to one	J2
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So Smithy says to me You take a hold	H2
Of that there moke of yours and round the turn	K2
Come up behind Enchantress with the whip	L2
And let her have it that long bloke and me	A
Will wait ahead and when she comes to us	M2
We'll pass her on and belt her down the straight	H2
And Ikey'll flog her home because his boss	N2
Is judge and steward and the Lord knows what	H2
And so he won't be touched and as for us	M2
We'll swear we only hit her by mistake	C
And all the books was layin' five to one	J2
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Well off we went and comin' to the turn	K2
I saw the amateur was holdinig back	C
And poking into every hole he could	H2
To get her blocked and so I pulled behind	H2
And drew the whip and dropped it on the mare	B
I let her have it twice and then she shot	H2
Ahead of me and Smithy opened out	H2
And let her up beside him on the rails	O2
And kept her there a beltin' her like smoke	C
Until she struggled past him pullin' hard	H2
And came to Ike but Ikey drew his whip	L2
And hit her on the nose and sent her back	C
And won the race himself for after all	Q
It seems he had a fiver on The Dook	C
And never told us so our stuff was lost	H2
And then they had us up for ridin' foul	P2
And warned us off the tracks for twelve months each	Q2
To get our livin' any way we could	H2
But Ikey wasn't touched because his boss	N2
Was judge and steward and the Lord knows what	H2
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But Mister if you'll lend us half a crown	W
I know three certain winners at the Park	C
Three certain cops as no one knows but me	A
And thank you Mister come an' have a beer	R2
I always like a beer about this time	S2
Well so long Mister till we meet again	T2

Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)

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