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It was while we held our races -- / Hurdles, sprints and steeplechases -- / Up in Dandaloo, / That a crowd of Sydney stealers, / Jockeys, pugilists and spielers / Brought some horses, real heelers, / Came and put us through.
Beat our nags and won our money, / Made the game by no means funny, / Made us rather blue; / When the racing was concluded, / Of our hard-earned coin denuded / Dandaloonies sat and brooded / There in Dandaloo.