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That's his saddle on the tie-beam, / And them's his spurs up there / On the wall-plate over yonder -- / You ken see they ain't a pair.
For the daddy of all the stockmen / As ever come mustering here / Was killed in the flaming mulga, / A-yarding a bald-faced steer.