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And they heard the tent poles clatter	A
And the fly in twain was torn	B
'Tis the soiled rag of a tatter	A
Of the tent where I was born	B
And what matters it I wonder	A
Brick or stone or calico	C
Or a bush you were born under	A
When it happened long ago	C
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And my beds were camp beds and tramp beds and damp beds	D
And my beds were dry beds on drought stricken ground	E
Hard beds and soft beds and wide beds and narrow	C
For my beds were strange beds the wide world round	E
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And the old hag seemed to ponder	A
'Twas my mother told me so	C
And she said that I would wander	A
Where but few would think to go	C
He will fly the haunts of tailors	F
He will cross the ocean wide	G
For his fathers they were sailors	F
All on his good father's side	G
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Behind me before me Oh my roads are stormy	H
The thunder of skies and the sea's sullen sound	E
The coaster or liner the English or foreign	I
The state room or steerage the wide world round	E
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And the old hag she seemed troubled	J
As she bent above the bed	K
He will dream things and he'll see things	L
To come true when he is dead	K
He will see things all too plainly	H
And his fellows will deride	G
For his mothers they were gipsies	L
All on his good mother's side	G
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And my dreams are strange dreams are day dreams are grey dreams	L
And my dreams are wild dreams and old dreams and new	M
They haunt me and daunt me with fears of the morrow	C
My brothers they doubt me but my dreams come true	M
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And so I was born of fathers	L
From where ice bound harbours are	N
Men whose strong limbs never rested	O
And whose blue eyes saw afar	N
Till for gold one left the ocean	I
Seeking over plain and hill	P
And so I was born of mothers	L
Whose deep minds were never still	P
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I rest not 'tis best not the world is a wide one	I
And caged for an hour I pace to and fro	C
I see things and dree things and plan while I'm sleeping	Q
I wander for ever and dream as I go	C
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I have stood by Table Mountain	I
On the Lion at Capetown	R
And I watched the sunset fading	Q
From the roads that I marked down	R
And I looked out with my brothers	L
From the heights behind Bombay	S
Gazing north and west and eastward	T
Over roads I'll tread some day	S
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For my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways	L
And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low	C
I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not	U
And restless and lost on a road that I know	C

Henry Lawson

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