Oops ! Don't know what happened there
I saw the reference to Les Darcy Earlier and thought you might like these lyrics.
Don't know if the chords will transfer accurately
Regards John

                        Les D'Arcy.
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        C                        F        C                F        C        F                G
Roll up ! roll up ! and see the show, you local blokes let's see you go
        C                        F                C                        F                 Dm                G
A quid for a goer, two bob for a dud, it's a princely pay for sweat and blood.
                C                F        C                        F                C                F                G
Young Les was keen to have a go, "now watch him Les ! he'll hit you low"
        C                        F        C                F                                                G
The tent-show boy never saw it coming, Maitland's pride was off and running
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                C                F                                        C        
He was running down to Sydney town, he was running down to try,
C                        F        C                        F                        G
Running down to make a name and listen to them cry.
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¥        C        G                F                C        G        Am
¥        All I can wish for tonight is to see les D'Arcy fight.
¥        C        G                                F                        C        
¥        How they cheered him, they clapped him & they cheered him
¥        F        G                F
¥        Every Saturday night
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        C                        F        C                F        C        F                G
So he hung around the stadium door, they let him in to sweep the floor,
        C                        F        C        F                         Dm                G
He saw them spar, the best they'd got, he knew that he could beat the lot
        C                        F        C                F        C                F                G
Three rounds to start and then a main, he never swept that floor again,
        C                        F        C        F                                G
For he beat them all inside the bell, soon he heard the people yell.
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        C                                F        C                F                C        F        G
They rolled up in regiments for every fight, they made Les Darcy King for a night
        C                        F        C                F                                         Dm        G
But then he refused to kill in our name, the press they called him a national shame.
        C                        F        C                F        C        F                G
He stowed away for the land of the free, he died alone across the sea
        C                        F        C        F                                                G
In a flag-drap'd coffin they sent 'im 'ome, he sat on our guilt like a champion's throne
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        C                        F                C
He was going down to Tennessee, he was going down to die,
                                        F        C                F                                        G
If we'd known that we would break your heart, you would have heard Australia cry.
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                                Final Chorus.
C                G                F        C        G        Am
All I can wish for tonight, is to see Les D'Arcy fight,
C                G                        F                        C        
How they cheered him, they clapped him and they cheered him
F        G                F
Every Saturday night
        G                F                G        F        C
Every Saturday night, every Saturday night.