No better poor old bugger ever earned an honest crust, No better poor old bastard never drug a whip through dust. His team got bogged at the Five Mile Creek, Bill cursed and swore and cried, If Nobby dont get me out of this, Ill tattoo his bloody hide, But Nobby strained and broke the yoke, Poked out the leaders eye, Then the dog shat in the tuckerbox, five miles from Gundagai. More refined versions of the earlier colourful ditties followed, the most famous of these being a ...