Song Of The Artesian Water Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDCEFGHCCIIC BBJJCCKKC LLBBCCCCC MMBBCCIIC CCCCCCKKC

Now the stock have started dying for the Lord has sent a droughtA
But we're sick of prayers and Providence we're going to do withoutA
With the derricks up above us and the solid earth belowB
We are waiting at the lever for the word to let her goB
Sinking down deeper downC
Oh we'll sink it deeper downC
As the drill is plugging downward at a thousand feet of levelD
If the Lord won't send us water oh we'll get it from the devilD
Yes we'll get it from the devil deeper downC
Now our engine's built in Glasgow by a very canny ScotE
And he marked it twenty horse power but he don't know what is whatF
When Canadian Bill is firing with the sun dried gidgee logsG
She can equal thirty horses and a score or so of dogsH
Sinking down deeper downC
Oh we're going deeper downC
If we fail to get the water then it's ruin to the squatterI
For the drought is on the station and the weather's growing hotterI
But we're bound to get the water deeper downC
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But the shaft has started caving and the sinking's very slowB
And the yellow rods are bending in the water down belowB
And the tubes are always jamming and they can't be made to shiftJ
Till we nearly burst the engine with a forty horse power liftJ
Sinking down deeper downC
Oh we're going deeper downC
Though the shaft is always caving and the tubes are always jammingK
Yet we'll fight our way to water while the stubborn drill is rammingK
While the stubborn drill is ramming deeper downC
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But there's no artesian water though we've passed three thousand feetL
And the contract price is growing and the boss is nearly beatL
But it must be down beneath us and it's down we've got to goB
Though she's bumping on the solid rock four thousand feet belowB
Sinking down deeper downC
Oh we're going deeper downC
And it's time they heard us knocking on the roof of Satan's dwellin'C
But we'll get artesian water if we cave the roof of hell inC
Oh we'll get artesian water deeper downC
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But it's hark the whistle's blowing with a wild exultant blastM
And the boys are madly cheering for they've struck the flow at lastM
And it's rushing up the tubing from four thousand feet belowB
Till it spouts above the casing in a million gallon flowB
And it's down deeper downC
Oh it comes from deeper downC
It is flowing ever flowing in a free unstinted measureI
From the silent hidden places where the old earth hides her treasureI
Where the old earth hides her treasures deeper downC
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And it's clear away the timber and it's let the water runC
How it glimmers in the shadow how it flashes in the sunC
By the silent bells of timber by the miles of blazing plainC
It is bringing hope and comfort to the thirsty land againC
Flowing down further downC
It is flowing deeper downC
To the tortured thirsty cattle bringing gladness in its goingK
Through the droughty days of summer it is flowing ever flowingK
It is flowing ever flowing further downC

Banjo Paterson



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