The Swagman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIEEDDJJ KKCCLLMNOOFFIIPP JJQQ| Oh he was old and he was spare | A |
| His bushy whiskers and his hair | A |
| Were all fussed up and very grey | B |
| He said he'd come a long long way | B |
| And had a long long way to go | C |
| Each boot was broken at the toe | C |
| And he'd a swag upon his back | D |
| His billy can as black as black | D |
| Was just the thing for making tea | E |
| At picnics so it seemed to me | E |
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| 'Twas hard to earn a bite of bread | F |
| He told me Then he shook his head | F |
| And all the little corks that hung | G |
| Around his hat brim danced and swung | G |
| And bobbed about his face and when | H |
| I laughed he made them dance again | H |
| He said they were for keeping flies | I |
| The pesky varmints from his eyes | I |
| He called me Codger Now you see | E |
| The best days of your life said he | E |
| But days will come to bend your back | D |
| And when they come keep off the track | D |
| Keep off young codger if you can | J |
| He seemed a funny sort of man | J |
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| He told me that he wanted work | K |
| But jobs were scarce this side of Bourke | K |
| And he supposed he'd have to go | C |
| Another fifty mile or so | C |
| Nigh all my life the track I've walked | L |
| He said I liked the way he talked | L |
| And oh the places he had seen | M |
| I don't know where he had not been | N |
| On every road in every town | O |
| All through the country up and down | O |
| Young codger shun the track he said | F |
| And put his hand upon my head | F |
| I noticed then that his old eyes | I |
| Were very blue and very wise | I |
| Ay once I was a little lad | P |
| He said and seemed to grow quite sad | P |
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| I sometimes think When I'm a man | J |
| I'll get a good black billy can | J |
| And hang some corks around my hat | Q |
| And lead a jolly life like that | Q |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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