Another Lawson poem adapted by Gerry Hallom.

THE FREE SELECTOR'S DAUGHTER
(Lawson/Hallom)

(Chorus)
I met her on the Lachlan side
A darling girl I thought her
I swore before I left I'd win
The free selector's daughter

I worked her father's farm a month
I brought the wood and water
I mended all the broken fence
Before I won the daughter.

I listened to her father's yarns,
I did just what I oughte
And what I'd had to do to win
The free selector's daughter

So I broke my pipe and burnt my twist
Gave up my beer for water
I had to shave before I kissed
The free-selector's daughter

Chorus

Then, rising in the frosty morn
I brought the cows for Mary
And when I'd milked a bucketful
I took it to the dairy

I poured the milk into the dish
While Mary held the strainer
I summoned heart to speak my wish
And, oh, her blush grew plainer

Chorus

I told her I must leave this place,
I said that I would miss her
At first she turned away her face
But then she let me kiss her.

I put my pail upon the ground
And in my arms I caught her
I'd give the world to hold again
The free selector's daughter

Chorus

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--Stewie.