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Now look you see it's this way like	A
You cross the broken bridge	B
And run the crick down till you strike	A
The second right hand ridge	B
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The track is hard to see in parts	C
But still it's pretty clear	D
There's been two Injun hawkers' carts	C
Along that road this year	D
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Well run that right hand ridge along	E
It ain't to say too steep	F
There's two fresh tracks might put you wrong	E
Where blokes went out with sheep	F
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But keep the crick upon your right	G
And follow pretty straight	H
Along the spur until you sight	G
A wire and sapling gate	H
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Well that's where Hogan's old grey mare	I
Fell off and broke her back	J
You'll see her carcass layin' there	I
Jist down below the track	J
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And then you drop two mile or three	K
It's pretty steep and blind	L
You want to go and fall a tree	K
And tie it on behind	L
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And then you pass a broken cart	M
Below a granite bluff	N
And that is where you strike the part	M
They reckon pretty tough	N
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But by the time you've got that far	O
It's either cure or kill	P
So turn your horses round the spur	Q
And face them up the hill	P
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For look if you should miss the slope	R
And get below the track	J
You haven't got the slightest hope	R
Of ever gettin' back	J
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An' half way up you'll see the hide	S
Of Hogan's brindled bull	T
Well mind and keep the right hand side	S
The left's too steep a pull	T
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And both the banks is full of cracks	U
An' just about as dark	V
You'll see the last year's bullock tracks	U
Where Hogan drew the bark	V
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The marks is old and pretty faint	W
O'ergrown with scrub and such	X
Of course the track to Hogan's ain't	W
A road that's travelled much	X
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But turn and run the tracks along	E
For half a mile or more	Y
And then of course you can't go wrong	E
You're right at Hogan's door	Y
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When first you come to Hogan's gate	H
He mightn't show perhaps	Z
He's pretty sure to plant and wait	H
To see it ain't the traps	Z
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I wouldn't call it good enough	N
To let your horses out	A2
There's some that's pretty extra rough	N
Is livin' round about	A2
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It's likely if your horses did	B2
Get feedin' near the track	J
It's going to cost at least a quid	B2
Or more to get them back	J
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So if you find they're off the place	C2
It's up to you to go	D2
And flash a quid in Hogan's face	C2
He'll know the blokes that know	D2
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But listen if you're feelin' dry	E2
Just see there's no one near	D
And go and wink the other eye	E2
And ask for ginger beer	D
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The blokes come in from near and far	O
To sample Hogan's pop	F2
They reckon once they breast the bar	O
They stay there till they drop	F2
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On Sundays you can see them spread	G2
Like flies around the tap	H2
It's like that song The Livin' Dead	G2
Up there at Hogan's Gap	H2
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They like to make it pretty strong	E
Whenever there's a chance	I2
So when a stranger comes along	E
They always hold a dance	I2
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There's recitations songs and fights	J2
A willin' lot you'll meet	K2
There's one long bloke up there recites	J2
I'll tell you he's a treat	K2
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They're lively blokes all right up there	I
It's never dull a day	L2
I'd go meself if I could spare	I
The time to get away	L2
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The stranger turned his horses quick	M2
He didn't cross the bridge	B
He didn't go along the crick	M2
To strike the second ridge	B
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He didn't make the trip because	N2
He wasn't feeling fit	O2
His business up at Hogan's was	P2
To serve him with a writ	O2
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He reckoned if he faced the pull	T
And climbed the rocky stair	I
The next to come might find his hide	S
A landmark on the mountain side	S
Along with Hogan's brindled bull	T
And Hogan's old grey mare	I

Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)

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