Swingin' Douglas Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFGGHH IIJJGKLLDDGMNN OOPPGQRRSSGTHH UUVWGGXXYYGZNN A2A2B2B2C2C2D2D2E2E2 GGHH| There's a breeze about the mountains it is singin' in the trees | A |
| A song to mock the little men who chose to live at ease | A |
| Or play at toil or pleasure where their fellows crowd and push | B |
| But put my good axe in my hand and leave me in the bush | B |
| And it's Hey boy | C |
| Hi boy | C |
| Heave it in the wood | D |
| Oh the green bush is around us and the smell of it is good | D |
| The great bush is before us and a giant's task to do | E |
| And hearty men and hefty men alone may see it thro' | F |
| So it's Ho boys | G |
| Hey boys | G |
| Swing it with a will | H |
| For the saws are howlin' hungry for logs down at the mill | H |
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| The hope for man is honest work an' out o'doors his place | I |
| The good brown earth beneath him an' the clean breeze in his face | I |
| The work for man is with his hands his muscles strong as steel | J |
| When health an' strength within him make him feel as he should feel | J |
| Oh it's Hey boys | G |
| Shake her up | K |
| Twenty logs to get | L |
| The tail rope's fouled a saplin' an' the boss is in a sweat | L |
| He's swearin' like a trooper for they're falling grubby wood | D |
| The boy has broke the whistle string which isn't for his good | D |
| But it's Hey boys | G |
| Slog along | M |
| Watch her when she goes | N |
| An' ringin' down the gully runs the echo of the blows | N |
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| High above us on the hill top where the tall trees rake the sky | O |
| The cockatoos are craaking and the crimson parrots cry | O |
| From below us where the sawdust by the mill is gleamin' brown | P |
| Comes the dronin' of the twin saws while the boys are breakin' down | P |
| An' it's Ho boys | G |
| Let her go | Q |
| Watch her how she sways | R |
| An' the loggin' truck goes lurchin' down the crazy wooden ways | R |
| With the driver at the brake rope Oh that truckie has a nerve | S |
| An' he howls a merry 'Hoop la ' as she swings around a curve | S |
| Then it's Hey boys | G |
| Plug ahead | T |
| Feed the greedy mill | H |
| We have fed her logs in dozens but she's shriekin' for 'em still | H |
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| When you test the strength that's in you oh it's good to be alive | U |
| In the green bush the clean bush an' with your fellows strive | U |
| There's Simon of the sniggin' gang in trouble with his log | V |
| An' he slews her with a cant hook as she wallows in a bog | W |
| But it's Hey boys | G |
| Steady boys | G |
| Haul away the slack | X |
| An' the shackled giant's snakin' down the deeply furrowed track | X |
| Now the boss he swears to heaven that the timber's all bewitched | Y |
| An' Simon toils like seven men to get the tackle hitched | Y |
| An' it's Ho boys | G |
| Right away | Z |
| Slew her at the nose | N |
| An' the old winch coughs an' clatters every time the whistle blows | N |
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| The crowded world may call at times but here I'd rather be | A2 |
| With the strong men the brown men who work along with me | A2 |
| With the good tan on their faces an' the clear look in their eyes | B2 |
| That come to men who ply their trade beneath the open skies | B2 |
| The rough men | C2 |
| The straight men | C2 |
| With coarse words on the tongue | D2 |
| An' hearts that work can never break an' minds that must kepe young | D2 |
| Oh it's swingin' swingin' Douglas with a strength you glory in | E2 |
| Where willin' hands are honoured hands an shirkin' is the sin | E2 |
| An' it's Hi boys | G |
| Clear boys | G |
| More to feed the mill | H |
| An' the great tree whistles downward to a crash that shakes the hill | H |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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