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Over there above the jetty stands the mansion of the Vardens	A
With a tennis ground and terrace and a flagstaff in the gardens	A
They are gentlemen and ladies they ve been toffs for generations	A
But old Varden s been unlucky lost a lot in speculations	A
Troubles gathered fast upon him when the mining bubble busted	B
Then the bank suspended payment where his little all he trusted	B
And the butcher and the baker sent their bills in when they read it	C
Even John the Chow that served him has refused to give him cledit	C
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And the daughters of the Vardens they are beautiful as Graces	A
But the balcony s deserted and they rarely show their faces	A
And the swells of their acquaintance never seem to venture near them	D
And the bailiff says they seldom have a cup of tea to cheer them	D
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They were butterflies I always was a common caterpillar	E
But I m sorry for the ladies over there in Tony Villa	F
Shut up there in Tony Villa with the bailiff and their trouble	G
And the dried up reservoir where my tears were seems to bubble	G
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Mrs Rooney thinks it nothing when she sends a brat to borry	E
Just a pinch of tea and sugar till the grocer comes temorry	E
But it s dif rent with the Vardens they would starve to death as soon as	A
Knuckle down You know they weren t raised exactly like the Rooneys	A
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There is gossip in the boxes and the drawing rooms and gardens	A
Have you heard of Varden s failure Have you heard about the Vardens	A
And no doubt each toney mother on the Point across the water s	A
Mighty glad about the downfall of the rivals of her daughters	A
Tho the poets and the writers say that man to man s inhuman	H
I m inclined to think it s nothing to what woman is to woman	H
More especially the ladies save perhaps a fellow s mother	E
And I think that men are better they are kinder to each other	E
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There s a youngster by the jetty gathering cinders from the ashes	A
He was known as Master Varden ere the great financial crashes	A
And his manner shows the dif rence twixt the nurs ry and gutter	E
But I ve seen him at the grocer s buying half a pound of butter	E
And his mother fights her trouble in the house across the water	E
She is just as proud as Varden though she was a cocky s daughter	E
And at times I think I see her with the flick ring firelight o er her	E
Sitting pale and straight and quiet gazing vacantly before her	E
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There s a slight and girlish figure Varden s youngest daughter Nettie	C
On the terrace after sunset when the boat is near the jetty	C
She is good and pure and pretty and her rivals don t deny it	C
Though they say that Nettie Varden takes in sewing on the quiet	C
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How her sister graced the circle all unconscious of a lover	E
In the seedy god who watched her from the gallery above her	E
Shade of Poverty was on him and the light of Wealth upon her	E
But perhaps he loved her better than the swells attending on her	E
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There s a white man s heart in Varden spite of all the blue blood in him	I
There are working men who wouldn t stand and hear a word agin him	I
But his name was never printed by the side of his donations	A
Save on hearts that have in this world very humble circulations	A
He was never stiff or hoggish he was affable and jolly	C
And he d always say Good morning to the deck hand on the Polly	C
He would barrack with the newsboys on the Quay across the ferry	C
And he d very often tip em coming home a trifle merry	C
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But his chin is getting higher and his features daily harden	H
He will not give up possession there s a lot of fight in Varden	H
And the way he steps the gangway oh you couldn t but admire it	C
Just as proud as ever hero walked the plank aboard a pirate	C
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He will think about the hardships that his girls were never useter	C
And it must be mighty heavy on the thoroughbred old rooster	C
But he ll never strike his colours and I tell a lying tale if	J
Varden s pride don t kill him sooner than the bankers or the bailiff	K
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You remember when we often had to go without our dinners	A
In the days when Pride and Hunger fought a finish out within us	A
And how Pride would come up groggy Hunger whooping loud and louder	C
And the swells are proud as we are they are just as proud and prouder	C
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Yes the toffs have grit in spite of all our sneering and our scorning	L
What s the crowd What s that God help us Varden shot himself this morning	L
There ll be gossip in the circle in the drawing rooms and gardens	A
But I m sorry for the family yes I m sorry for the Vardens	A

Henry Lawson

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