Collected Poetry by Andrew Barton Paterson

'Twas on the famous Empire run, Whose sun does never set, Whose grass and water, so they say, Have never failed them yet-- They carry many million sheep, Through seasons dry and wet.

They call the homestead Albion House, And then, along with that, There's Welshman's Gully, Scotchman's Hill, And Paddymelon Flat: And all these places are renowned For making jumbucks fat.