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It's my shout this time boys so come along and	A
breast the bar	B
And kindly mention what you're going to take	C
I don't feel extra thirsty so I'll sample that	D
three star	B
Now lad come look alive for goodness sake	C
So spake he as he raised the brimming glass towards	E
the light	F
So spake Long Jack the boldest mountaineer	G
Who ever down from Nungar raced a brumby mob	H
in flight	F
Or laid a stockwhip on a stubborn steer	G
From Jindabyne to Providence along the Eucumbene	I
The kindest hearted fellow to be found	J
And when he crossed the saddle not a horse was ever	K
seen	I
That could make Jack quit his hold to seek the	L
ground	J
The women smiled with pleasure the children laughed	M
aloud	N
The very dogs came barking at his feet	O
While outside the Squatter's Arms the men came	P
forward in a crowd	N
To welcome Jack when he rode up the street	O
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But though the boldest horseman who by midnight	F
or by day	Q
E'er held a mob of cattle on a camp	R
There were squatters on Monaro who had yet been	I
known to say	Q
That Jack was an unmitigated scamp	R
And true it is Jack Corrigan possessed a serious fault	S
Which caused his gentle blue eyed wife much grief	T
And many were the bitter tears she mingled with the	L
salt	S
With which she cured their neighbours' tend'rest beef	T
And often would she tearful take her smiling spouse	U
to task	V
Who'd answer as her pretty face he kissed	W
That a beast lost all identity when pickled in the	L
cask	V
And a bullock more or less would ne'er be missed	W
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But now as Jack stood all prepared to toss his	X
nobbler down	I
A softly murmured whisper met his ear	Y
I just saw Trooper Fraser get a warrant up the town	I
He's after you old man you'd better clear	G
Jack never thanked the donor of this excellent advice	Z
As the glass fell through his fingers with a crash	A2
With a bound across the footpath he was mounted	B2
in a trice	Z
And speeding down the roadway like a flash	A2
While Trooper William Fraser wore a very gloomy face	C2
As he watched his prey go flying down the road	D2
But he settled in the saddle and prepared to give him	E2
chase	C2
As Jack struck out a line for his abode	D2
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On the road toward the Show Ground then there	F2
hung a big swing gate	G2
Jack's filly cleared its bars in glorious style	H2
But he held her well together for he knew the	L
trooper's weight	G2
Would give him distance in each mile	H2
For Jack rode twelve stone fully while Bill Fraser	K
rode but nine	I
Sweetbriar's strength must surely soon be spent	I2
Being grass fed while the trooper's chestnut horse	J2
could always dine	I
Off oats and barley to his heart's content	I2
And all aloud Jack cursed the day he'd ever killed a	L
beast	K2
Or branded calf he couldn't call his own	I
While the hoof strokes on the road beat out a song	L2
that never ceased	K2
To echo in his ears with mocking tone	I
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Three years in gaol in gaol three years the	L
jeering echoes sang	M2
The granite boulders caught the wild refrain	I
A broken life a weeping wife 'twas thus the	L
rhythm rang	M2
And a baby boy you'll never see again	I
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He groaned and then to dull the sound spoke	N2
loudly to the mare	F2
And bade her never slacken in her speed	O2
For God's sake take me home lass with a little	P2
time to spare	F2
Five minutes at the most is all I need	O2
Just time to catch old Dandy where he's munching	Q2
second growth	R2
Of hay just time to leap upon his back	S2
And then the smartest trap who ever swore a	L
lying oath	R2
Could never foot me down the River track	S2
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Sweetbriar pricked her ears and shook a foam flake	C
from her bit	T2
As she heard his words and doubtless caught their	F2
sense	U2
And the rotten granite pebbles rattled round her as	V2
she lit	T2
On the homeward side the Rosedale bound'ry fence	U2
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As they scrambled round by Locker's Hill Jack	S2
Corrigan looked round	J
And as he looked was filled with stern delight	F
For he saw the baldfaced chestnut struggling fiercely	W2
on the ground	J
Though the hill shut out the sequel from his sight	F
His triumph was but short for as he stemmed the	L
wide morass	X2
Where floods had muddied waters once so clear	G
And left the giant tussocks tangled tightly in a mass	X2
The trooper still kept drawing on his rear	G
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The Murrumbidgee's icy stream was widened out by	Y2
flood	B2
They swam it at the willow shaded ford	Z2
As they passed the station buildings his long spurs	A3
were red with blood	B2
Sweetbriar's heaving flanks were deeply scored	Z2
Her stride grew more uneven though she answered	B3
every call	C3
No jockey rode a better race than Jack	S2
As he eased her up the hills and pressed her onward	B3
down the fall	C3
Round the sidlings of the Billylingra track	S2
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They left O'Rourke's behind them where it fronts the	L
big bald hill	D3
At the Flat Rock Jack was riding all he knew	I
With all the dash and judgement of the famed Monaro	G
skill	D3
Yet he couldn't keep the trooper out of view	I
He spied his tiny homestead as Bill Fraser gained	E3
apace	C2
And loudly warned the fugitive to yield	F3
Who turned half round but saw no sign of pity in his	X
face	C2
As they swept across the cultivation field	F3
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Their hoofs dull thunder brought the wife in wonder	G
to the gate	G2
She waved her hand in answer to his shout	G3
While Dandy from his paddock whinnied loudly to	I
his mate	G2
To know what all the trouble was about	G3
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God help us now the end has come the wretched	H3
woman cried	I3
And leant against the gate to catch her breath	J3
While the tiny blue eyed toddler cheered his father	G
on his ride	I3
Towards the ghastly winning post of Death	J3
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The filly's failing fast thought Jack she's	K3
nothing but a weed	O2
It s a certainty she can't keep long in front	L3
I'll make a splendid target if he likes to draw a	L
bead	O2
As I try to cross the river on the punt	L3
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He left the mare and scrambled through the ti tree	G
growing rank	M3
Deep rooted in its bed of yellow clay	Q
But when he reached the river stood and trembled	N3
on the bank	M3
My God he hoarsely said it's swept away	Q
The punt was gone the rope of wire still stretched from	O3
shore to shore	G
Jack paused but half a moment to decide	I3
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And as he scrambled down the bank the wond'ring	Q2
trooper saw	P3
Him struggling half across the rushing tide	I3
The angry waters swept him down and every nerve	Q3
was strained	E3
To keep his hold upon the frail support	R3
Though icy numbness seized him yet his courage	S3
never waned	E3
The hope of freedom filled his every thought	T3
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The rope swayed low beneath his weight and bellied	O2
to the stream	U3
Around his head the flying ripples curled	V3
While high above the river's roar rang out the awful	P2
scream	U3
Of a soul that flies in terror from the world	V3
A mighty log borne swiftly on the bosom of the	L
flood	B2
Resistless swept him 'neath the eager wave	W3
And sucked him down to river depths and there	G
beneath the foam	X3
Jack Corrigan sought out a nameless grave	W3
Good bye to life good bye to life the mocking	Q2
wavelets sang	M2
The tower	G