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I'm travellin' down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station hand, / I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the brand, / And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day, / But there's no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh.
So it's shift, boys, shift, for there isn't the slightest doubt / That we've got to make a shift to the stations further out, / With the pack-horse runnin' after, for he follows like a dog, / We must strike across the country at the old jig-jog.