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came a stranger to Walgett town,
 * To Walgett town when the sun was low,

And he carried a thirst that was worth a crown,
 * Yet how to quench it he did not know;

But he thought he might take those yokels down, The guileless yokels of Walgett town.

They made him a bet in a private bar,
 * In a private bar when the talk was high,

And they bet him some pounds no matter how far
 * He could pelt a stone, yet he could not shy

A stone right over the river so brown, The Darling river at Walgett town.

He knew that the river from bank to bank
 * Was fifty yards, and he smiled a smile

As he trundled down, but his hopes they sank
 * For there wasn't a stone within fifty mile;

For the saltbush plain and the open down Produce no quarries in Walgett town.

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