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How the people in Australia they picked up lumps of gold

Where gold-bars lay on every street and the buster?s rights were free

Hurrah, said I, me napper-lads, oh that?s the land for me

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With me swag upon me shoulder, rifle in my hand

And I robbed the banks of Australia like a true-born highwayman

When we arrived in Melbourne-Town to a bankhouse called "The Grave"

I left the anxious Rag-shove-cop arrested in the safe

And all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joy

Shouting to one another "Here comes me skinner-boy!"

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I made my way to Gallowsport and north to Dieman?s Plain

And some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vain

I spent three years in Sydney-jail for gold I went to seek

I make my fortune in a day and I?m dying in a week

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