The Station Cook

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The song I'm going to sing to you will not detain you long
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It's all about a station cook we had on Pirranong
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His pastry was so beautiful, his cooking was so fine
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It gave us all a belly-ache right through the shearing-time

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But oh dear! I feel so queer I don't know what to do
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The thought of leaving Fowler's Bay just breaks my heart in two
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But if ever I catch that slushy then I'll make him rue the day
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He ruined my constitution while shearing at Fowler's Bay
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Oh you should see his plum-duffs his doughboys and his pies
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I swear by Long Maloney that they'd open a shearer's eyes
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He'd say take your time, good fellows and he'd fix us with a glance
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Saying I'll dish you up much better if you'll give me half a chance

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But oh dear! I feel so queer I don't know what to do
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The thought of leaving Fowler's Bay just breaks my heart in two
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But if ever I catch that slushy then I'll make him rue the day
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He ruined my constitution while shearing at Fowler's Bay
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Oh you should see his johhny cakes, his jam tart and his stew
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The thought of such luxuries would turn a shearer blue
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He gets up in the morning gives us plenty of stewed tea
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And don't forget when shearing's done to sling the cook his fee

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But oh dear! I feel so queer I don't know what to do
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The thought of leaving Fowler's Bay just breaks my heart in two
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But if ever I catch that slushy then I'll make him rue the day
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He ruined my constitution while shearing at Fowler's Bay

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But oh dear! I feel so queer I don't know what to do
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The thought of leaving Fowler's Bay just breaks my heart in two
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But if ever I catch that slushy then I'll make him rue the day
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He ruined my constitution while shearing at Fowler's Bay

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