CUPPACUMALONGA

: A Book For Kids

'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, where go you to-day?'

I go to Cuppacumalonga, fifty miles away;

Over plains where Summer rains have sung a song of glee,

Over hills where laughing rills go seeking for the sea,

I go to Cuppacumalonga, to my brother Bill.

Then come along, ah, come along!

Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!

Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!



'Rover, over, cattle-drover, how do you get there?'

For twenty miles I amble on upon my pony mare,

The walk awhile and talk awhile to country men I know,

Then up to ride a mile beside a team that travels slow,

And last to Cuppacumalonga, riding with a will.

Then come along, ah, come along!

Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!

Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!



'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, what do you do then?'

I camp beneath a kurrajong with three good cattle-men;

Then off away at break of day, with strong hands on the reins,

To laugh and sing while mustering the cattle on the plains--

For up to Cuppacumalonga life is jolly still.

Then come along, ah, come along!

Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga!

Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!



'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, how may I go too?'

I'll saddle up my creamy colt and he shall carry you--

My creamy colt who will not bolt, who does not shy nor kick--

We'll pack the load and take the road and travel very quick.

And if the day brings work or play we'll meet it with a will.

So Hi for Cuppacumalonga!

Come Along, ah, come along!

Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!