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To the voters of Glen Innes 'twas O'Sullivan that went, / To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. / So he told 'em what he'd borrowed, and he told 'em what he'd spent, / Though extravagance had blown it all away. / Said he, "Vote for Hay, my hearties, and wherever we may roam / We will borrow, undismayed by Fortune's frown!" / When he got his little banjo, and he sang them "Home, Sweet Home!" / Why, it made a blessed horse fall down.
Then he summoned his supporters, and went spouting through the bush, / To assure them that he'd build them roads galore, / If he could but borrow something from the "Plutocratic Push", / Though he knew they wouldn't lend him any more. / With his Coolangatta Croesus, who was posing for the day / As a Friend of Labour, just brought up from town: / When the Democratic Keystone told the workers, "Vote for Hay", / Then another blessed horse fell down!