HOW I MADE THE BULLOCKS GO.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 6090, 29 January 1898, Page 3

HOW I MADE THE BULLOCKS GO.

I have 'been at bullock punching eTer since I was a lad, And I'm like to peg out; at it as before me did my dad; Is it not a grand old calling, don't it take a deal of knack, 0511 the team get 3 intoworking, making each one do its whack? And rm.flure.ril test the sweeter when I'm laid the sod below, tfer my head with measured trample, if I hear the • bullocks go. • With 'a loud shout, shout, shout, and a curae both high and low, 1 Forihat is the only--sort of lingo that the bullocks know; ■■• With a crack of the whip like thunder, and a cry of Bluey, Snow, , Jet,Bedman, Starbor, Scarlet, larbor ! Jee— come mid th* wof. How t look back sad and-aighins to the happy days that were, . ' When from sunrise until sunset; without ever ' thought of cure, . By the foaming torrents rushing from the mountains bleak and cold, Down their narrow channels gushing over hidden beads of gold; - O'er the rugged iron ranges when-their peaks were ' crowned with snow, To the booming western diggings, now I made the ■ bullocks go — ' "With a loud shout, shout, shout, and a curse ' both high and low, &c. .Life was then a thing worth living ; were we only •. young again, . Do you think I would bo driving for the Cookies on tho plain ? • : No! I'd be off in a whistle, past the runs and stations back, On the rutty, mud-to-axle, break-neck, grand old . TVes'-land track, Through tho wild west, bush-clad country, where the pines ond cedars grow, Op the sorzes, o'er the mountains— where of old I . used to go. "With a loud shout, shout, shout, and a curse both high and low, &c. V, those days were bright and happy, no one teamed to have a. care — There was whips of money flying, life and go was overywuere; uearfy chnps were then in'plenty— now not one is to be found — >od instead of '-Adam's Pale Ale" was M'Guin ness shouted round: ies! I turn back sad and sighing, as I old and older grow, •To the titnp.3 when o'er the mountains, that I made the bullocks go :— "With r lond shout, shout, shout, and a curse both high, and low, 4sc. Once I mind I told a parson-chap, I never dealt a blow While in anger to a bullock that caused one red v.drop. to. flow. :■••■• ' ;. ■• a I'd be saved for it he»told me, and be made a shining light; But when I explainedmy method, lads, he got into a fright, And aspnred me for a certain I'd be damned to down below, Unless I used the whiptinstead of making the bullocks go :— . With a loud shout, shout, shont, and a curse both high and low, &c. 1 nm not a crack at swearing like some chap 3 who have a tune That will put in fifteen minute 3 a red halo round the moon, Simple is the plan I work on :— Do what's best in your own sight. At the end of all things will be that moat things will pan out right, And there is a special mercy made for all of those who know, By a life of bullock-punching— nothing will make bollocks go .— But a loud shout, shout, shout, and a curse both high and low, &c. • Kow— my lad? ! fill up your glasses until they are brimming o'er, And hero's to the recollections of the grand old days ofyors; To the hosts of spifllng fellows, now all dead and passed away, To the whip that cracked like thunder, and the good old bullock dray, To the brave old teim of bullocks, with a steady step and slow. That I drove across the mountains, in the days- of lon g ago:— With the old sliout, Bhout, shout, and the curse both hig^i and low ; For that ia the only sort of lingo that the bullocks know ; With a crack of the whip like thunder, and a cry of— Bluey, Snow, . . tot, Eedman, Starbor, Scarlet, Larbor ! Jee— come mid th' wo !