Weary Will By Banjo Paterson

Weary Will WEARY WILL by A.B. Banjo Paterson The strongest creature for his size But least equipped for combat That dwells beneath …

Santa Claus By Banjo Paterson

Santa Claus HALT! Who goes there?” The sentry’s call Rose on the midnight air Above the noises of the camp, The roll …

The Swagman By Banjo Paterson

The Swagman Kind friends, pray give attention To this, my little song. Some rum things I will mention, And I’ll not detain …

Rio Grande By Banjo Paterson

Rio Grande Now this was what Macpherson told While waiting in the stand; A reckless rider, over-bold, The only man with hands …

The Diggers By Banjo Paterson

The Diggers Bristling Billy the porcupine, A person that nobody liked, Sinking a shaft on an ant-bed mine, Came on a burrowing …

Our Mat By Banjo Paterson

Our Mat It came from the prison this morning, Close-twisted, neat-lettered, and flat; It lies the hall doorway adorning, A very good …

Those Names By Banjo Paterson

Those Names The shearers sat in the firelight, hearty and hale and strong, After the hard day’s shearing, passing the joke along: …

The Reveille By Banjo Paterson

The Reveille Trumpets of the Lancer Corps Sound a loud reveille; Sound it over Sydney shore, Send the message far and wide …

Sam Holt By Banjo Paterson

Sam Holt Oh! don’t you remember Black Alice, Sam Holt Black Alice, so dusky and dark, The Warrego gin, with the straw …

Gone Down By Banjo Paterson

Gone Down To the voters of Glen Innes ’twas O’Sullivan that went, To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. So he …

That V.C. By Banjo Paterson

That V.C. ‘Twas in the days of front attack; This glorious truth we’d yet to learn it — That every front has …