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Oh the shearing is all over	A
And the wool is coming down	B
And I mean to get a wife boys	C
When I go up to town	B
Everything that has two legs	D
Represents itself in view	E
From the little paddy melon	F
To the bucking kangaroo	E
	-
So it's roll up your blankets	G
And let's make a push	H
I'll take you up the country	I
And show you the bush	H
I'll be bound you won't get	J
Such a chance another day	K
So come and take possession	F
Of my old bullock dray	K
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Now I've saved up a good cheque	L
I mean to buy a team	M
And when I get a wife boys	C
I'll be all serene	N
For calling at the dep t	I
They say there's no delay	K
To get an off sider	A
For the old bullock dray	K
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Oh we'll live like fighting cocks	O
For good living I'm your man	P
We'll have leather jacks johnny cakes	Q
And fritters in the pan	P
Or if you'd like some fish	R
I'll catch you some soon	S
For we'll bob for barramundies	Q
Round the banks of a lagoon	S
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Oh yes of beef and damper	A
I take care we have enough	T
And we'll boil in the bucket	U
Such a whopper of a duff	T
And our friends will dance	Q
To the honour of the day	K
To the music of the bells	Q
Around the old bullock dray	K
	-
Oh we'll have plenty girls	Q
We must mind that	V
There'll be flash little Maggie	I
And buckjumping Pat	V
There'll be Stringy bark Joe	W
And Green hide Mike	L
Yes my Colonials just	X
As many as you like	L
	-
Now we'll stop all immigration	F
We won't need it any more	Y
We'll be having young natives	Q
Twins by the score	Y
And I wonder what the devil	Z
Jack Robertson would say	K
If he saw us promenading	L
Round the old bullock dray	K
	-
Oh it's time I had an answer	A
If there's one to be had	A2
I wouldn't treat that steer	B2
In the body half as bad	A2
But he takes as much notice	Q
Of me upon my soul	C2
As that old blue stag	L
Off side in the pole	C2
	-
Oh to tell a lot of lies	Q
You know it is a sin	D2
But I'll go up country	I
And marry a black gin	D2
Oh Baal gammon white feller	A
This is what she'll say	K
Budgery you	E
And your old bullock dray	K

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