While The Billy BoilsSearchI
This is the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
II
This is the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
III
These are the wealthy uncles—two,Part of the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
IV
This is the game, by no means new,Played by the wealthy uncles—two,Part of the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
V
This is the trooper dressed in blueWho busted the game by no means newPlayed by the wealthy uncles—two,Part of the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
VI
This is the magistrate who knewNot only the trooper dressed in blue,But also the game by no means new,And likewise the wealthy uncles—two,And ditto the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.
VII
This is the tale that has oft gone throughOn western plains where the skies are blue,Till the native bear and the kangarooHave heard of the magistrate who knewNot only the trooper dressed in blue,But also the game by no means new,And likewise the wealthy uncles—two,And ditto the Push from WaterlooThat spotted the sunburnt bushman whoCame down from Goondiwindi, Q.