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(Air: "The Mistletoe Bough. ")
The saddle was hung on the stockyard rail, / And the poor old horse stood whisking his tail, / For there never was seen such a regular screw / As Wallabi Joe, of Bunnagaroo; / Whilst the shearers all said, as they say, of course, / That Wallabi Joe's a fine lump of a horse; / But the stockmen said, as they laughed aside, / He'd barely do for a Sunday's ride.