Henry Lawson

Grenfell, New South Wales
Henry Lawson
Grenfell, New South Wales
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Corny Bill

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His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth,
His hat pushed from his brow,
His dress best fitted for the South --
I think I see him now;
And when the city streets are still,
And sleep upon me comes,
I often dream that me an' Bill
Are humpin' of our drums.
I mind the time when first I came
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