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I had ridden over hurdles up the country once or twice, / By the side of Snowy River with a horse they called 'The Ace'. / And we brought him down to Sydney, and our rider Jimmy Rice, / Got a fall and broke his shoulder, so they nabbed me in a trice -- / Me, that never wore the colours, for the Open Steeplechase.
'Make the running,' said the trainer, 'it's your only chance whatever, / Make it hot from start to finish, for the old black horse can stay, / And just think of how they'll take it, when they hear on Snowy River / That the country boy was plucky, and the country horse was clever. / You must ride for old Monaro and the mountain boys to-day.'