Bristling Billy the porcupine, A person that nobody liked, Sinking a shaft on an ant-bed mine… Came on a burrowing lizard’s line, And the lizard was badly spiked.

At River Bend, in New South Wal… All alone among the whales, Busting up some post and rails, Sweet Belle Mahone. In the blazing sun we stand,

’Twas Saltbush Bill, with his tra… He crossed them over the Hard Tim… He counted through at the boundary… For Stingy Smith, of the Hard Ti… He bore no malice to Stingy Smith…

My horse had been lamed in the foo… In the rocks at the back of the ru… So I camped at the Murderer’s Hu… At the place where the murder was… The walls were all spattered with…

Come all ye bold trainers attend t… It’s a rule of the A.J.C. You mustn’t train ponies, for that… By the rules of the A.J.C. You have to wear winkers when cros…

Now ye gallant Sydney boys, who h… To march across the sea in search… I am very much afraid that you do… But the rum parade is quite anothe… For the influenza came and to spoi…

The chorus frogs in the big lagoon Would sing their songs to the silv… Tenor singers were out of place, For every frog was a double bass. But never a human chorus yet

So, the bank has bust it’s boiler!… It will pay me all my money back—o… But the horse will perish waiting… And I reckon I’ll be something li… There’s the ploughing to be finish…

Men fight all shapes and sizes as… And no man knows his courage till… At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand… They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the ho… But Fuzzy gives himself away—his…

Come, Stumpy, old man, we must sh… All our mates in the paddock are d… Let us wave our farewells to Glen… And the hills where your lordship… Together to roam from our drought-…

The news came down on the Castler… That twenty thousand travelling sh… Were drifting down from a dried-ou… And the squatters swore when they… For the name and the fame of Salt…

I’m a broken-down old squatter, my… Of troubles and bad seasons I com… My cattle are all mortgaged, of ho… And I’ve lost that little freehol… The stockyard’s broken down, and t…

A club there is established here,… From Melbourne to the Billabong,… They do not like the cockatoos, bu… Where they keep themselves from st… The rules and regulations, they’re…

Oh, it’s dreadful to think in a co… With its chances for work - and en… That a man like McGuinness was ce… Whenever he tried for employment. He wrote to employers from Bondi…

What! you don’t like him; well, ma… Brumby to look at, you reckon? We… Sired by a son of old Panic—look… Lop-eared and Roman-nosed, ain’t… Gluttonous, ugly and lazy, rough a…