<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Billy-Goat Overland</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come all ye lads of the droving days, ye gentlemen unafraid, <br>I'll tell you all of the greatest trip that ever a drover made, <br>For we rolled our swags, and we packed our bags, and taking our lives in hand, <br>We started away with a thousand goats, on the billy-goat overland. <br>There wasn't a fence that'd hold the mob, or keep 'em from their desires; <br>They skipped along the top of the posts and cake-walked on the wires. <br>And where the lanes had been stripped of grass and the paddocks were nice and green, <br>The goats they travelled outside the lanes and we rode in between. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The squatters started to drive them back, but that was no good at all, <br>Their horses ran for the lick of their lives from the scent that was like a wall: <br>And never a dog had pluck or gall in front of the mob to stand <br>And face the charge of a thousand goats on the billy-goat overland. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We found we were hundreds over strength when we counted out the mob; <br>And they put us in jail for a crowd of theives that travelled to steal and rob: <br>For every goat between here and Bourke, when he scented our spicy band, <br>Had left his home and his work to join in the billy-goat overland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344084" data-title="The Billy-Goat Overland de Andrew Barton Paterson" data-description="Come all ye lads of the droving days, ye gentlemen unafraid, I'll tell you all of the greatest trip that ever a drover made, For we rolled our swags, and we packed our bags, and taking our lives in hand, We started away with a thousand goats, o..."></div> </div> </div>

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