There's a fresh track down the paddock Through the lightwoods to the creek, And I notice Billy Craddock And Maloney do not speak, And The Snag is slyly bitter When he's criticising Bill,...
When the horse has been unharnessed and we've flushed the old machine, And the water o'er the sluice is running evenly and clean; When there's thirty load before us, and the sun is high and bright,...
I see grim War, a bestial thing, with swinish tusks to tear; Upon his back the vampires cling, Thin vipers twine among his hair, The tiger's greed is in his jowl, His eye is red with bloody tears,...
I saw the Christ down from His cross, A tragic man lean-limbed and tall, But weighed with suffering and loss. His back was to a broken wall, And out upon the tameless world...
'That's the boiler at The Bell, mates! Tumble out, Ned, neck and crop, Never mind your hat and coat, man, we'll be wanted on the job. Barney's driving, Harvey's stoking, God help all the hands on top!...