Castlereagh

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I'm riding down to Castlereagh, and I'm a stationhand. 
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I'm handy with a rope and pole, I'm handy with a brand. 
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Oh I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing an axe all day, 
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But there's no demand for stationhands along the Castlereagh. 

 
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So it's shift, boys, shift, there isn't the slightest doubt. 
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It's time that I was moving to the stations further out. 
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So I saddled up me pony and I whistled on me dog, 
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We made for up the country at the old jig-jog. 


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Well I went to Illawara where me brother has a farm 
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He has to ask his landlord's leave before he'd raise an arm. 
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The landlord owns the countryside, man, woman, dog, and cat. 
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They haven't the cheek to dare to speak without they touch their hat. 

 
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So it's shift, boys, shift, there isn't the slightest doubt, 
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Their little landlord god and I was soon to falling out. 
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Oh was I to tip me hat to him was I his bloody dog, 
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No, I made for up the country at the old jig-jog. 


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I answered a call for shearing once, along the Marthaguy. 
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We shear non-union here says he, I call that scab says I. 
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Well I looked along the shearing shed, before I turned to go, 
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There four and twenty scabbies there a-shearing in a row. 


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So its shift, boys, shift, there isn't the slightest doubt, 
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It's time to make a move when the leprosy's about. 
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So I saddled up me pony and I whistled on me dog, 
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We made for up the country at the old jig-jog. 

 
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Yes, I'm riding down to Castlereagh, and I'm a stationhand. 
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I'm handy with a rope and pole, I'm handy with a brand. 
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Oh I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing an axe all day, 
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There's no demand for stationhands along the Castlereagh. 

 
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So it's shift, boys, shift, there isn't the slightest doubt. 
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It's time that I was moving to the stations further out. 
     Dm      F     C    G     Dm       C     Dm 
So I saddled up me pony and I whistled on me dog, 
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We made for up the country at the old jig-jog.