<h2> The Free-Selector's Daughter </h2>
<p>I met her on the Lachlan Side —<br/>
A darling girl I thought her,<br/>
And ere I left I swore I'd win<br/>
The free-selector's daughter.<br/>
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I milked her father's cows a month,<br/>
I brought the wood and water,<br/>
I mended all the broken fence,<br/>
Before I won the daughter.<br/>
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I listened to her father's yarns,<br/>
I did just what I 'oughter',<br/>
And what you'll have to do to win<br/>
A free-selector's daughter.<br/>
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I broke my pipe and burnt my twist,<br/>
And washed my mouth with water;<br/>
I had a shave before I kissed<br/>
The free-selector's daughter.<br/>
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Then, rising in the frosty morn,<br/>
I brought the cows for Mary,<br/>
And when I'd milked a bucketful<br/>
I took it to the dairy.<br/>
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I poured the milk into the dish<br/>
While Mary held the strainer,<br/>
I summoned heart to speak my wish,<br/>
And, oh! her blush grew plainer.<br/>
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I told her I must leave the place,<br/>
I said that I would miss her;<br/>
At first she turned away her face,<br/>
And then she let me kiss her.<br/>
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I put the bucket on the ground,<br/>
And in my arms I caught her:<br/>
I'd give the world to hold again<br/>
That free-selector's daughter!<br/></p>
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