Tambaroora Jim Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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He never drew a sword to fight a dozen foes aloneA
Nor gave a life to save a life no better than his ownA
He lived because he had been born the hero of my songB
And fought the battle with his fist whene er he fought a wrongB
Yet there are many men who would do anything for himC
A simple chap as went by name of Tambaroora JimC
He used to keep a shanty in the Come and find it ScrubD
And there were few but knew the name of Tambaroora s pubD
He wasn t great in lambing down as many landlords areE
And never was a man less fit to stand behind a barE
Off hand as most bush natives are and freckled tall and slimC
A careless native of the land was Tambaroora JimC
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When people said that loafers took the profit from his pubD
He d ask them how they thought a chap could do without his grubD
He d say I ve gone for days myself without a bite or supF
Oh I ve been through the mill and know what tis to be hard upF
He might have made his fortune but he wasn t in the swimC
For no one had a softer heart than Tambaroora JimC
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One dismal day I tramped across the Come and find it FlatsG
With Ballarat Adolphus and a mate of Ballarat sH
Twas nearly night and raining fast and all our things were dampI
We d no tobacco and our legs were aching with the crampI
We couldn t raise a cent and so our lamp of hope was dimC
And thus we struck the shanty kept by Tambaroora JimC
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We dropped our swags beneath a tree and squatted in despairJ
But Jim came out to watch the rain and saw us sitting thereJ
He came and muttered I suppose you haven t half a crownK
But come and get some tucker and a drink to wash it downK
And so we took our blueys up and went along with himC
And then we knew why bushmen swore by Tambaroora JimC
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We sat beside his kitchen fire and nursed our tired kneesL
And blessed him when we heard the rain go rushing through the treesL
He made us stay although he knew we couldn t raise a bobM
And tuckered us until we made some money on a jobM
And many times since then we ve filled our glasses to the brimC
And drunk in many pubs the health of Tambaroora JimC
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A man need never want a meal while Jim had junk to carveN
For Tambaroora always said a fellow couldn t starveN
And this went on until he got a bailiff in his pubD
Through helping chaps as couldn t raise the money for their grubD
And so one rainy evening as the distant range grew dimC
He humped his bluey from the Flats did Tambaroora JimC
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I miss the fun in Jim s old bar the laughter and the noiseO
The jolly hours I used to spend on pay nights with the boysO
But that s all past and vain regrets are useless I ll allowP
They say the Come and find it Flats are all deserted nowP
Poor Tambaroora s dead perhaps but that s all right with himC
Saint Peter cottons on to chaps like Tambaroora JimC
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I trust that he and I may meet where starry fields are grandQ
And liquor up together in the pubs in spirit landQ
But if you chance to drop on Jim while in the West my ladR
You won t forget to tell him that I want to see him badR
I want to shake his hand again I want to shout for himC
I want to have a glass or two with Tambaroora JimC

Henry Lawson



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