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Banjo Paterson - The Uplift
Work rating: Medium

When the drays are bogged and sinking, then it`s no use sitting thinking,
  You must put the teams together and must double-bank the pull.
When the crop is light and weedy, or the fleece is burred and seedy,
  Then the next year`s crop and fleeces may repay you to the full.

  So it`s lift her, Johnny, lift her,
  Put your back in it and shift her,
While the jabber, jabber, jabber of the politicians flows.
  If your nag`s too poor to travel
  Then get  down and scratch the gravel
For you`ll get there if you walk it - if you don`t, you`ll feed the crows.

Shall we waste our time debating with a grand young country waiting
  For the plough and for the harrow and the lucerne and the maize?
For it`s work alone will save us in the land that fortune gave us
  There`s no crop but what we`ll grow it; there`s no stock but what we`ll raise.

  When the team is bogged and sinking
  Then it`s no use sitting thinking.
There`s a roadway up the mountain that the old black leader knows:
  So it`s lift her, Johnny, lift her,
  Put your back in it and shift her,
Take a lesson from the bullock - he goes slowly, but he goes!
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