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The old year went and the new returned in the withering weeks of drought	A
The cheque was spent that the shearer earned	B
and the sheds were all cut out	A
The publican's words were short and few	C
and the publican's looks were black	D
And the time had come as the shearer knew to carry his swag Out Back	D
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For time means tucker and tramp you must	E
where the scrubs and plains are wide	F
With seldom a track that a man can trust or a mountain peak to guide	F
All day long in the dust and heat when summer is on the track	D
With stinted stomachs and blistered feet	G
they carry their swags Out Back	D
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He tramped away from the shanty there when the days were long and hot	H
With never a soul to know or care if he died on the track or not	H
The poor of the city have friends in woe no matter how much they lack	D
But only God and the swagmen know how a poor man fares Out Back	D
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He begged his way on the parched Paroo and the Warrego tracks once more	I
And lived like a dog as the swagmen do till the Western stations shore	I
But men were many and sheds were full for work in the town was slack	D
The traveller never got hands in wool	J
though he tramped for a year Out Back	D
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In stifling noons when his back was wrung	K
by its load and the air seemed dead	L
And the water warmed in the bag that hung to his aching arm like lead	L
Or in times of flood when plains were seas	M
and the scrubs were cold and black	D
He ploughed in mud to his trembling knees and paid for his sins Out Back	D
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He blamed himself in the year Too Late'	L
in the heaviest hours of life	N
'Twas little he dreamed that a shearing mate had care of his home and wife	N
There are times when wrongs from your kindred come	O
and treacherous tongues attack	D
When a man is better away from home and dead to the world Out Back	D
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And dirty and careless and old he wore as his lamp of hope grew dim	P
He tramped for years till the swag he bore seemed part of himself to him	P
As a bullock drags in the sandy ruts he followed the dreary track	D
With never a thought but to reach the huts when the sun went down Out Back	D
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It chanced one day when the north wind blew	C
in his face like a furnace breath	Q
He left the track for a tank he knew 'twas a short cut to his death	Q
For the bed of the tank was hard and dry and crossed with many a crack	D
And oh it's a terrible thing to die of thirst in the scrub Out Back	D
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A drover came but the fringe of law was eastward many a mile	R
He never reported the thing he saw for it was not worth his while	R
The tanks are full and the grass is high in the mulga off the track	D
Where the bleaching bones of a white man lie	S
by his mouldering swag Out Back	D
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For time means tucker and tramp they must	L
where the plains and scrubs are wide	L
With seldom a track that a man can trust or a mountain peak to guide	L
All day long in the flies and heat the men of the outside track	D
With stinted stomachs and blistered feet	L
must carry their swags Out Back	D

Henry Lawson

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