I'd better put the words up to see if that helps then.

When Dacey Rode the Mule

By Harry Morant ("The Breaker.").
Also ascribed to Banjo Paterson 1893

'Twas in a small, up-country town,
When we were boys at school,
There came a circus with a clown,
And with a bucking mule.
The clown announced a scheme they had-
The mule was such a King-
They'd give a crown to any lad
Who'd ride him round the ring.

And, gentle reader, do not scoff,
Nor think the man a fool;
To buck a porous plaster off
Was pastime to that mule!

The boys got on-he bucked like sin-
He threw them in the dirt;
And then the clown would raise a grin,
By asking, "Are yez hurt?"
But Johnny Dacey came one night,
The crack of all the school;
Said he, "I'll win the crown all right;
Bring in your bucking mule!"

The elephant went off his trunk,
The monkey played the fool;
And all the band got blazing drunk,
When Dacey rode the mule.

But soon there was an awful shout
Of laughter, as the clown,
From somewhere in his pants drew out
A little paper crown:
He placed the crown on Dacey's head,
While Dacey looked a fool:
"Now, there's your crown, my lad," he said,
"For riding of the mule!"

The band struck up with "Killaloe,"
And "Rule Britannia, Rule,"
And "Young Man from the Country," too,
When Dacey rode the mu1e.

Then Dacey, in a furious rage,
For vengeance on the show,
Ascended to the monkey's cage,
And let the monkeys go.
The blue-tailed ape and chimpanzee,
He turned abroad to roam;
Good faith! It was a sight to see
The people step for home.

For big baboons with canine snout,
Are spiteful as a rule;
The people didn't sit it out,-
When Dacey rode the mule.

And from the beasts that did escape,
The bushmen all declare,
Were born some creatures partly ape
And partly native bear.
They're rather few and far between;
The race is nearly spent-
But some of them may still be seen
In Sydney Parliament!

And when those legislators fight,
And drink, and act the fool-
It all commenced that wretched night,
When Dacey rode the mule!