Excerpt: ...the scrub by the light of the moon, Or see the old stockyard again. Leave the slip-panels down, it won't matter much now, There are none but the crows left to see, Perching gaunt in yon pine, as though longing to dine On a broken-down squatter like me. Chorus: For the banks, &c. When the country was cursed with the drought at its worst, And the cattle were dying in scores, Though down on my luck, I kept up my pluck, Thinking justice might temper the laws. But the farce has been played, and the Government aid Ain ...
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Excerpt: ...the scrub by the light of the moon, Or see the old stockyard again. Leave the slip-panels down, it won't matter much now, There are none but the crows left to see, Perching gaunt in yon pine, as though longing to dine On a broken-down squatter like me. Chorus: For the banks, &c. When the country was cursed with the drought at its worst, And the cattle were dying in scores, Though down on my luck, I kept up my pluck, Thinking justice might temper the laws. But the farce has been played, and the Government aid Ain't extended to squatters, old son; When my dollars were spent they doubled the rent, And resumed the best half of the run. Chorus: For the banks, &c. 'Twas done without reason, for leaving the season No squatter could stand such a rub; For it's useless to squat when the rents are so hot That one can't save the price of one's grub; And there's not much to choose 'twixt the banks and the Jews Once a fellow gets put up a tree; No odds what I feel, there's no court of appeal For a broken-down squatter like me. Chorus: For the banks, &c. THE FREE SELECTOR (A Song of 1861.) Ye sons of industry, to you I belong, And to you I would dedicate a verse or a song, Rejoicing o'er the victory John Robertson has won Now the Land Bill has passed and the good time has come Now the Land Bill, &c. No more with our swags through the bush need we roam For to ask of another there to give us a home, Now the land is unfettered and we may reside In a home of our own by some clear waterside. In a home of our own, &c. On some fertile spot which we may call our own, Where the rich verdure grows, we will build up a home. There industry will flourish and content will smile, While our children rejoicing will share in our toil. While our children, &c. We will plant our garden and sow our own field, And eat from the fruits which industry will yield, And be independent, what we long for have strived, Though those that have ruled us...
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