Author: Andrew Barton Paterson

Do they know? At the turn to the straight Where the favourites fail, And every last atom of weight Is […]

Out in the grey cheerless chill of the morning light, Out on the track where the night shades still lurk, […]

By the far Samoan shore, Where the league-long rollers pour All the wash of the Pacific on the coral-guarded bay, […]

The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I’d earned a […]

Not for the love of women toil we, we of the craft, Not for the people’s praise; Only because our […]

In distant New Zealand, whose tresses of gold The billows are ceaselessly combing, Away in a village all tranquil and […]

The Scorcher and the Howling Swell were riding through the land; They wept like anything to see the hills on […]

The actor struts his little hour, Between the limelight and the band; The public feel the actor’s power, Yet nothing […]

Roses ruddy and roses white, What are the joys that my heart discloses? Sitting alone in the fading light Memories […]

Oh, it’s dreadful to think in a country like this With its chances for work – and enjoyment That a […]

I had spent the night in the watch-house My head was the size of three So I went and asked […]

I ain’t a timid man at all, I’m just as brave as most, I’ll take my chance in open fight […]

My son, if you go to the races to battle with Ikey and Mo, Remember, it’s seldom the pigeon can […]

We buried old Bob where the bloodwoods wave At the foot of the Eaglehawk; We fashioned a cross on the […]

Shock-headed blackfellow, Boy (on a pony). Snowflakes are falling Gentle and slow, Youngster says, “Frying Pan What makes it snow?” […]

The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung […]

We have sung the song of the droving days, Of the march of the travelling sheep; By silent stages and […]

Our fathers, brave men were and strong, And whisky was their daily liquor; They used to move the world along […]

‘Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had […]

Beside the bare and beaten track of travelling flocks and herds The woodpecker went tapping on, the postman of the […]

Australia takes her pen in hand To write a line to you, To let you fellows understand How proud we […]

Morgan the drover explained, As he drank from his battered quart-pot, Many a slut I have trained; This is the […]

The Honourable M. T. Nutt About the bush did jog. Till, passing by a settler’s hut, He stopped and bought […]

ALL of us play our very best game – Any other time. Golf or billiards, it’s all the same – […]

“HALT! Who goes there?” The sentry’s call Rose on the midnight air Above the noises of the camp, The roll […]

‘Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times […]

Let us cease our idle chatter, Let the tears bedew our cheek, For a man from Tallangatta Has been missing […]

Oh, there’s some that breeds the Devon that’s as solid as a stone, And there’s some that breeds the brindle […]

The fields of youth are filled with flowers, The wine of youth is strong: What need have we to count […]

I dreamt a dream at the midnight deep, When fancies come and go To vex a man in his soothing […]