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Where's the steward? -- Bar-room steward? Berth? Oh, any berth will do -- / I have left a three-pound billet just to come along with you. / Brighter shines the Star of Rovers on a world that's growing wide, / But I think I'd give a kingdom for a glimpse of Sydney-Side.
Run of rocky shelves at sunrise, with their base on ocean's bed; / Homes of Coogee, homes of Bondi, and the lighthouse on South Head; / For in loneliness and hardship -- and with just a touch of pride -- / Has my heart been taught to whisper, ‘You belong to Sydney-Side.'