Poems by Andrew Barton Paterson
Johnny Boer
... Next day at dawn -- "What, ho! she bumps" -- from somewhere in the rear ...
Over The Range
... And she smiled, for she thought the question strange ...
The Ballad of the Calliope
... ill answer for the engiines that were built on old Thames-side! "For the stays and stanchions taut, ...
The Lost Drink
... I had spent the night in the watch-house -- ...
Come-by-Chance
... * * * * * * * Though we work and toil and hustle in our life of haste and bustle, ...
The Ballad of That P.N.
... Did they?" In railway trains he sought retreat, ...
A Job for McGuinness
... Provides some disquieting topics, Oh, it's then when they're wanting a man that will stand ...
Saltbush Bill's Gamecock
... Though droughts should come, and though sheep should die, his fowls were his sole delight ...
The Protest
... That's 'im all right! What was the brand on 'is 'ide ...
Black Harry's Team
... Through belts of scrub, where messmates grow ...
Jimmy Dooley's Army
... And we thought that we should bate them well and trooly ...
The Travelling Post Office
... "He's gone so long," the old man said, "he's dropped right out of mind, ...
Last Week
... They said, There were flocks of 'em there last week ...
Not On It
... The bell was rung, the nags came out their quality to try, ...
Song of the Wheat
... Of the worlds great work he has done his share ...
