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Rh Me that was through Di'mond 'Ill,

An' Pieters an' Springs an' Belfast—

From Dundee to Vereeniging all!

Me that stuck out to the last

(An' five bloomin' bars on my chest)—

I am doin' my Sunday-school best,

By the 'elp of the Squire an' 'is wife

(Not to mention the 'ousemaid an' cook),

To come in an' 'ands up an' be still,

An' honestly work for my bread,

My livin' in that state of life

To which it shall please God to call

Me!

Me that 'ave followed my trade

In the place where the lightnin's are made,

'Twixt the Rains and the Sun and the Moon;

Me that lay down an' got up

Three years an' the sky for my roof—

That 'ave ridden my 'unger an' thirst

Six thousand raw mile on the 'oof,

With the Vaal and the Orange for cup,

An' the Brandwater Basin for dish,—

Oh! it's 'ard to be'ave as they wish,