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He'd been for years in Sydney a acting of the goat	A
His name was Joseph Swallow the Great Australian Pote	A
In spite of all the stories and sketches that he wrote	A
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And so his friends held meetings Oh narrow souls were theirs	B
To advertise their little selves and Joseph's own affairs	B
They got up a collection for Joseph unawares	B
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They looked up his connections and rivals by the score	C
The wife who had divorced him some twenty years before	C
And several politicians he'd made feel very sore	C
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They sent him down to Coolan a long train ride from here	D
Because of his grey hairs and pomes and painted blondes and beer	E
I mean to say the painted blondes would always give him beer	E
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They loved him for his eyes were dark and you must not condemn	F
The love for opposites that mark the everlasting fem	G
Besides he made up little bits of poetry for them	G
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They sent him for his own sake but not for that alone	H
A poet's sins are public his sorrows are his own	H
And poets' friends have skins like hides and mostly hearts of stone	H
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They said We'll send some money and you must use your pen	I
So long they said Adoo they said And don't come back again	I
Well stay at least a twelve month we might be dead by then	I
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Two greybeards down at Coolan familiar grins they had	J
They took delivery of the goods and also of the bad	J
Some bread and meat had come by train Joe Swallow was the bad	J
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They'd met him shearing west o' Bourke in some forgotten year	E
They introduced him to the town and pints of Wagga beer	E
And Wagga pints are very good I wish I had some here	D
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It was the Busy Bee Hotel where no one worked at all	K
Except perhaps to cook the grub and clean the rooms and hall	K
The usual half wit yardman worked at each one's beck and call	K
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'Twas Drink it down and Fillemup and If the pub goes dry	L
There's one just two mile down the road and more in Gundagai	M
Where married folk by accident get poison in the pie	L
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The train comes in at eight o'clock or half past I forget	N
And when the dinner table at the Busy Bee was set	N
Upon the long verandah stool the beards were wagging yet	N
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They talked of where they hadn't been and what they hadn't won	O
They talked of mostly everything that's known beneath the sun	O
The things they didn't talk about were big things they had done	O
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They talked of what they called to mind and couldn't call to mind	P
They talked of men who saw too far and people who were blind	P
Tradition says that Joe's grey beard wagged not so far behind	P
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They got a horse and sulky and a riding horse as well	Q
And after three o'clock they left the Busy Bee Hotel	Q
In case two missuses should send from homes where they did dwell	Q
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No barber bides in Coolan no baker bakes the bread	R
And every local industry save rabbitin' is dead	R
And choppin' wood The women do all that be it said	R
I'll add a line and mention that two up goes ahead	R
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The shadows from the sinking sun were long by hill and scrub	S
The two up school had just begun in spite of beer and grub	S
But three greybeards were wagging yet down at the Two mile pub	S
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A full round placid summer moon was floating in the sky	L
They took a demijohn of beer in case they should go dry	L
And three greybeards went wagging down the road to Gundagai	L
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At Gundagai next morning which poets call th' morn	T
The greybeards sought a doctor a friend of the forlorn	T
Whose name is as an angel's who sometimes blows a horn	T
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And Doctor Gabriel fixed 'em up but 'twas not in the bar	U
It wasn't rum or whisky nor yet was it Three Star	U
'Twas mixed up in a chemist's shop and swifter stuff by far	U
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They went out to the backyard to make my meaning plain	V
The doctor's stuff wrought mightily but by no means in vain	V
Then they could eat their breakfasts and drink their beer again	I
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They made a bond between the three as rock against the wave	W
That they'd go to the barber's shop and each have a clean shave	W
To show the people how they looked when they were young and brave	W
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They had the shave and bought three suits and startling suits in sooth	X
And three white shirts and three red ties to tell the awful truth	X
To show the people how they looked in their hilarious youth	X
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They burnt their old clothes in the yard and their old hats as well	Q
The publican kicked up a row because they made a smell	Q
They put on bran' new larstin' sides and oh they looked a yell	Q
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Next morning or the next or next from demon haunted beds	Y
And very far from feeling like what sporting men call peds	Y
The three rode back without their beards with boxers on their heads	Y
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They tried to get Joe lodgings at the Busy Bee in vain	V
They did not take him to their homes they took him to the train	V
They sent him back to Sydney till grey beards grew again	I
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They sent him back to Sydney to keep away a year	E
Because of shaven beards and wives they thought him safer here	D
And so he cut his friends and stuck to powdered blondes and beer	E
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Until the finish came at last as 'twill to any bloke	L
But in Joe's case it chanced to be a paralytic stroke	L
The soft heart of a powdered blonde was as she put it broke	L
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She sought Joe in the hospital and took the choicest food	Z
She went there very modestly and in a chastened mood	Z
And timid and respectful like because she was no good	A2
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She sat the death watch out alone on the verandah dim	G
And after all was past and gone she dried her eyes abrim	G
And sought the head nurse timidly and asked May I see him	G
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And then she went back to her bar where she'd not been for weeks	Y
To practise there her barmaid's smile and mend and patch the streaks	Y
The only real tears for Joe had left upon her cheeks	Y

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