The Sheep-washers' Lament Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Air The Bonnie Irish Boy	A
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Come now ye sighing washers all	B
Join in my doleful lay	C
Mourn for the times none can recall	B
With hearts to grief a prey	C
We'll mourn the washer's sad downfall	B
In our regretful strain	D
Lamenting on the days gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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When first I went a washing sheep	G
The year was sixty one	H
The master was a worker then	F
The servant was a man	I
But now the squatters puffed with pride	J
They treat us with disdain	D
Lament the days that are gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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From sixty one to sixty six	K
The bushman stout and strong	L
Would smoke his pipe and whistle his tune	M
And sing his cheerful song	L
As wanton as the kangaroo	N
That bounds across the plain	D
Lament the days that are gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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Supplies of food unstinted good	O
No squatter did withhold	P
With plenty grog to cheer our hearts	Q
We feared nor heat nor cold	P
With six and six per man per day	C
We sought not to complain	D
Lament the days that are gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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With perfect health a mine of wealth	R
Our days seemed short and sweet	S
On pleasure bent our evenings spent	T
Enjoyment was complete	S
But now we toil from morn till night	U
Though much against the grain	D
Lamenting on the days gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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I once could boast two noble steeds	V
To bear me on my way	C
My good revolver in my belt	W
I never knew dismay	C
But lonely now I hump my drum	X
In sunshine and in rain	D
Lamenting on the days gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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A worthy cheque I always earned	Y
And spent it like a lord	Z
My dress a prince's form would grace	A2
And spells I could afford	Z
But now in tattered rags arrayed	B2
My limbs they ache with pain	D
Lamenting on the days gone by	E
Ne'er to return again	F
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May bushmen all in unity	C2
Combine with heart and hand	D2
May cursed cringing poverty	C2
Be banished from the land	D2
In Queensland may prosperity	C2
In regal glory reign	D
And washers in the time to come	X
Their vanished rights regain	D

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