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SOURCE:Words Pat Finn
and sung throughout Australia with great success by Frank Clarke SITE SOURCE: SYDNEY FOLKLORE - SECTION 3: Sport AUSTRALIAN SPORTAustralia has cause to be proud of her sonsWho boast of the land of their birth, Which even the stranger is forced to confess The dearest of spots upon earth. Then forward Australia, you're still at the fore, And long may your praises resound, For I ask you again, though I ask you in vain, Oh! Where can her equal be found? Chorus (after each verse) For I ask you again, though I ask you in vain, Oh! Where can her equal be found? The Yankee O'Connor will soon on the Thames His American colours unfurl; And he'll find a big contract he's taken in hand To down the Australian lad Searle. Good luck to O'Connor, but Searle is our man, May his effort with victory be crowned, For we'll find at the finish the 'cornstalk' in front – Oh! Where can his equal be found? In cricket, Australia has little to fear, She can well hold her own in the field; What with Murdochs and Moses and Horans and Boyles, Those 'ashes' she'll ne'er have to yield. The Giffens, the Turners, Blackham, and Jones, And Drysdales are cricketers sound; Then I ask you again, though I ask you in vain, Oh! Where can their equals be found? When the mittens are mentioned the gumsucker smiles, For at these you will find we've no myths; What care they for Sullivans, Corbett, or Goode, The Kilrains, the Mitchells, and Smiths? We've Jacksons and Goddards and Slavins who can And will set to work round after round; Then I ask you again, though I ask you in vain, Oh! Where can their equals be found?
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