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Kind friends, pray give attention / To this, my little song. / Some rum things I will mention, / And I'll not detain you long. / Up and down this country / I travel, don't you see, / I'm a swagman on the wallaby, / Oh! don't you pity me. / I'm a swagman on the wallaby, / Oh! don't you pity me.
At first I started shearing, / And I bought a pair of shears. / On my first sheep appearing, / Why, I cut off both its ears. / Then I nearly skinned the brute, / As clean as clean could he. / So I was kicked out of the shed, / Oh! don't you pity me, &c.