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C J Dennis - Cuppacumalon
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`Rover, rover, cattle-drover, where go you to-day?`
I go to Cuppacumalomga, fifty miles away;
   Over plains where Summer rains have sung a song of glee,
   Over hills where laughing rills go seeking for the sea,
I go to Cuppacumalonga, to my brother Bill.
      Then come along, ah, come along!
         Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!
            Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!

`Rover, rover, cattle-drover, how do you get there?`
For twenty miles I amble on upon my pony mare,
   The walk awhile and talk awhile to country men I know,
   Then up to ride a mile beside a team that travels slow,
And last to Cuppacumalonga, riding with a will.
      Then come along, ah, come along!
         Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!
            Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!

`Rover, rover, cattle-drover, what do you do then?`
I camp beneath a kurrajong with three good cattle-men;
   Then off away at break of day, with strong hands on the reins,
   To laugh and sing while mustering the cattle on the plains -
For up to Cuppacumalonga life is jolly still.
      Then come along, ah, come along!
         Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!
            Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!

`Rover, rover, cattle-drover, how may I go too?`
I`ll saddle up my creamy colt and he shall carry you -
   My creamy colt who will not bolt, who does not shy nor kick -
   We`ll pack the load and take the road and travel very quick. 
And if the day brings work or play we`ll meet it with a will.
      So Hi for Cuppacumalonga!
         Come Along, ah, come along!
            Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!
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