From the final verse of "The Outside Track" by Henry Lawson:

And one by one, and two by two,
They've sailed from the quay since then;
I've said good-bye to the last I knew,
The last of the careless men;
And I can't help but think that the times we had
Were the best times after all,
As I turn aside, raise my glass,
And drink to this bar-room wall.

Charley Noble