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He was the Red Creek overseer a trusted man and true	A
Whose shoulder never left the wheel when there was work to do	A
Through all the day he rode the run and when the lights grew dim	B
The sweetest wife that ever loved would wait and watch for him	B
She brought him dower of golden hair and eyes of laughing blue	A
Stout heart and cunning bridle hand to guide the mulga through	A
And when the mob was mustered from the box flats far and wide	C
She loved to mount the wildest colts that no one else would ride	C
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And once it chanced a wayward steed half mouthed and roughly broke	D
Denied the touch of gentle hand and gentler words she spoke	D
And plunging forward like the ship that feels the autumn gales	E
He reared and lost his footing and fell backwards on the rails	E
Her husband bent above her with cold terror at his heart	F
The form was still he loved so well the wan lips would not part	F
And all the day in trance she lay but when the stars smiled down	G
He heard his name low whispered and he claimed her still his own	H
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And afterwards he spoke his fear 'Heart's love if you should die	I
Unless you take our orders from some other man than I	I
You shall never finger bridle never mount on horse's back	J
Till the outlaw on Glenidol is a broken lady's hack '	-
There's an outlaw on Glenidol that is known through all the West	K
And three men's lives are on his head bold riders of the best	K
The station lads have heard the sneer that travelled far and wide	C
And flung the answering challenge 'Come and teach us how to ride '	-
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Roll up ye merry riders all whose honour is to guard	L
We've mustered up the ranges and the Rebel's in the yard	L
His open mouth and stamping foot and keen eye flashing fire	M
Repeat the temper of his dam the mettle of his sire	M
Roll up ye merry riders all from hut and camp and town	G
You'll have to stick like plaster when the stockyard rails go down	G
But the boss will come down handsome as the boss is wont to come	N
To the first who brings The Rebel under spurs and greenhide home	O
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And the stockmen heard the challenge from the Cooper to the Bree	P
And rode from hut and cattle camp by one and two and three	P
To keep their horseman's honour clean and play a hero's part	F
To best the bold Glenidol boys and break The Rebel's heart	F
And Ruddy Neil the breaker from the Riverine came through	A
With all the latest breaking gear and all the wiles he knew	A
But ere the saddle was secured before a girth was drawn	Q
The Rebel's forefoot split his skull they buried him at dawn	Q
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Marora Mick the half caste from the Flinders River came	R
To give the South the Border boys a lesson at the game	R
But he got a roguish welcome when he entered New South Wales	E
For The Rebel used his blood and brains to paint the stockyard rails	E
And Mulga Jack came over from the Yuinburra side	C
The horse was never foaled they say that Mulga could not ride	C
With a mouth as hard as a miser's heart a will like the Devil's own	H
The Rebel made for the Stony Range with the man who wouldn't be thrown	H
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The Rebel made for the Stony Range where the plain and the scrub land meet	S
And the dead boughs cracked at his shoulder blade the stones leapt under his feet	S
And the ragged stems of the gidyeas cut and tore as they blundered past	T
And Jack lay cold in the sunset gold he had met with his match at last	T
And once again the challenge rang the bitterer for scorn	U
And spoke the bold Glenidol boys their jackets mutlga torn	U
'A week have we been hunting him and riding fast and hard	L
To give you all another chance The Rebel's in the yard '	-
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And the stockmen heard the challenge from the Cooper to the Bree	P
But 'I'm getting old ' 'I'm getting stiff ' or 'I've a wife you see '	-
Came whispered to the border and the horse they could not tame	R
Had saved Glenidol from disgrace and cleansed a sullied name	R
But ere the reddening sun went down and night on the ranges broke	D
A stranger youth to the slip rails rode and fastened his horse and spoke	D
Softly and low yet none so low but that every man there heard	V
'I've come to tackle your outlaw colt ' and he looked as good as his word	V
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He bridled The Rebel in failing light and saddled the colt and drew	A
The straps of his gearing doubly tight and looked that his 'length' was true	A
He mounted The Rebel and gave the word and the clattering rails went down	G
And the outlaw leapt at the open gate and into the shadows brown	G
But he settled himself to the soothing voice and the touch of the fondling hand	W
As it followed the curve of his arching neck from wither to forehead band	W
His flanks were wet with the fresh sprung sweat his shoulders lathered with foam	O
And he bent to the bridle and played with the bit as he came at a canter home	O
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And the boys were dumb with wonder and sat and the Red Creek overseer	M
Was first to drop from the stockyard fence and give him a hearty cheer	X
He raised his hat in answer and the golden hair floated free	P
And the blue eyes lit with laughter as she shouted merrily	P
'You can reach me down my bridle give my girths and saddle back	J
For the outlaw of Glenidol is a broken lady's hack '	-

William Henry Ogilvie

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