MY OLD BAY MARE AND I.

Otago Witness, Issue 2646, 30 November 1904, Page 74

MY OLD BAY MARE AND I.

Lines by Ben Rudd, Flagstaff, Dunedin, whose photo, on his old bay mare, will be found in this week's illustrated pages. I am a country carrier, A jovial soul am I, I whistle and sing from morning till night. And trouble I defy. I've one to bear me company ; Of work she does her share : It's not xny wife — upon my life!— But a rattlin' old bay mare. If s up and down this Flagstaff side The mare and I will go, The folk they kindly greet us, As we journey to and fro. The^little ones they cheer us, And the old ones stop and. star*, And lift their eyes with great surprise At Ben and his rattlin' mare. "When the roads are heavy, And travelling up the hill, I am by her side assisting her, She works with such good will. I know she, loves me well, Because the whip I spare; I'd rather hurt myself Than hurt my old bay male. "When the town we reach She rattles o'er the stones; And hfts her hoofs so splendidly— Not one of ycrar lazy drones. Il mu" clear , the road " when Benjie cornea: The crawlers all take care UUie »«- Of Benjie's cart, the driver's smart And his lattlin' old bay mare. / It's crack! gees my -whip, f I whistle and I sing, '- I sit upon my waggesn — I'm as happy as a king. Bound goes the wheelTrouble I defy— Gp jogging along together, my boyo. My old bay maie and I. I would not change my station , With the noblest xn the land— I would not be the Premier, Nor anything so grand. I would not be a nobleman, To live in luxury, I state, if that would sepaiate The old bay mare and me.

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