Quote:
Originally posted by Brad Mills
And the band plays waltzing matilda
And the old men <still> answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
Who’ll <go> a-waltzing matilda with me
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"And old Max drove out in his carrier
And the sheep they will run but not fall
For if they go under that carrier,
There'll be nothing left of them at all...
Driving a carrier, driving a carrier
Who'll come driving a carrier with Max...
And he sang as he drove and chased the poor old jumbucks down,
Who'll come a riding in my carrier with me"