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(Air: "It's a fine hunting day. ")
Come, Stumpy, old man, we must shift while we can; / All our mates in the paddock are dead. / Let us wave our farewells to Glen Eva's sweet dells / And the hills where your lordship was bred; / Together to roam from our drought-stricken home -- / It seems hard that such things have to be, / And its hard on a "hogs" when he's nought for a boss / But a broken-down squatter like me!