Tonart: A major
Verse 1
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Now I've listened to tales that the
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oldsters told from Bourke to Camooweal
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And on dusty tracks in the southern states
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from Orbost to Warracknabeal
Some were grave and some were gay
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and some with humour too
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And each of the tellers always swore
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that the tale that he told was true
Verse 2
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Old Paddy the Dancer a swagman of note
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who followed the 'Bidgee run
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Found himself on the tucker track and
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most of his food was done
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So he pondered awhile and thought
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at last as far as he could see
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That he'd have to catch himself
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a cod to cook on the coals for tea
Verse 3
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So he rigged a line from binder twine that
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he'd scrounged from a farmers hay
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And then fashioned a hook from a rusty
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nail that got stuck in his foot that day
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Well he looked with pride on his fishing gear
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and to try he could hardly wait
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Then he saw at last as anglers do you must
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cover your hook with bait
Verse 4
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He remembered a tale that someone
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told in the dim and distant past
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That frogs were the things that the anglers
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used for the fish to break their fasts
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But frogs were as scarce as teeth on hens
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or that's what he said to me
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But he searched around till he found
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a frog at the foot of a light wood tree
Verse 5
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Well he stalked that frog on hands and knees
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like big game hunters do
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But a black snake coming the other
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way had the same idea in view
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But both of them grabbed together
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but the snake was a fraction fast
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It swallowed the frog but found itself
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held in the swagman's grasp
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Well he fished from his pocket a flask
Verse 6
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he had of very potent grog
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And said with a sigh it must be done
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I want that flamin' frog
Verse 7
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Well he squeezed that wriggling reptile's
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neck til its jaws were opened wide
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Then with tears in eyes he poured
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the lot into the snakes' insides
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Well it gave a gurgle and then a gulp
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and then quite a twist or two
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And there was that old frog in the
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light of day almost as good as new
Verse 8
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Well he grabbed that frog and hurried
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away to bait up his rusty hook
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And then lay back on the grassy bank by
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the side of that peaceful brook
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Then he felt a tap on his shoulderblade and
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turned with eyes agog!!
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And there was that snake all bleary
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eyed in its mouth was another frog
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Verse 9
Well that was the tale that was told to me
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at a camp on the reedy flat
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Maybe it's true or maybe not
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you'd best be the judge of that
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But what I can hardly believe is,
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is the way that he liked the grog
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He would give it away to a worthless
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snake for the sake of a useless frog
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