<h2> Been There Before </h2>
<p>There came a stranger to Walgett town,<br/>
To Walgett town when the sun was low,<br/>
And he carried a thirst that was worth a crown,<br/>
Yet how to quench it he did not know;<br/>
But he thought he might take those yokels down,<br/>
The guileless yokels of Walgett town.<br/>
<br/>
They made him a bet in a private bar,<br/>
In a private bar when the talk was high,<br/>
And they bet him some pounds no matter how far<br/>
He could pelt a stone, yet he could not shy<br/>
A stone right over the river so brown,<br/>
The Darling river at Walgett town.<br/>
<br/>
He knew that the river from bank to bank<br/>
Was fifty yards, and he smiled a smile<br/>
As he trundled down, but his hopes they sank<br/>
For there wasn't a stone within fifty mile;<br/>
For the saltbush plain and the open down<br/>
Produce no quarries in Walgett town.<br/>
<br/>
The yokels laughed at his hopes o'erthrown,<br/>
And he stood awhile like a man in a dream;<br/>
Then out of his pocket he fetched a stone,<br/>
And pelted it over the silent stream —<br/>
He had been there before: he had wandered down<br/>
On a previous visit to Walgett town.<br/></p>
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