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Banjo Paterson - Hard Luck
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I left the course, and by my side
There walked a ruined tout —
A hungry creature, evil-eyed,
Who poured this story out.

"You see," he said, "there came a swell
To Kensington today,
And, if I picked the winners well,
A crown at least he`s pay.

"I picked three winners straight, I did;
I filled his purse with pelf,
And then he gave me half-a-quid
To back one for myself.

"A half-a-quid to me he cast —
I wanted it indeed;
So help me Bob, for two days past
I haven`t had a feed.

"But still I thought my luck was in,
I couldn`t go astray —
I put it all on Little Min,
And lost it straightaway.

"I haven`t got a bite or bed,
I`m absolutely stuck;
So keep this lesson in your head:
Don`t over-trust your luck!"

The folks went homeward, near and far,
The tout, oh! where is he?
Ask where the empty boilers are
Beside the Circular Quay.
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