Banjo Paterson

Banjo Paterson

Summary

Portrait of Banjo Paterson Banjo Paterson Our New Horse (1890)

A silent procession of sadness
They crept to the station at night.
And life has grown dull on the station,
The boys are all silent and slow;
Their work is a daily vexation,
And sport is unknown to them now.
Whenever they think how they stranded,
They squeal just as guinea-pigs squeal;
They'd bit their own hook, and were landed
With fifty pounds loss on the deal.
This work is in the public domain in Australia because it was created in Australia and the term of copyright has expired.
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Portrait of Banjo Paterson Banjo Paterson Our New Horse (1890)

We'll run their best horses and beat 'em,
And then won't they think him a prize.
I pity the fellow that buys him,
He'll find in a very short space,
No matter how highly he tries him,
The beggar won't race in a race.
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