by Henry Lawson
When Charley sang of Polan's Death
'Twould stir your heart and soul an'
you'd grip your seat and hold your breath.
And want to fight for Polan'
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When Charley sang of Polan's Death
'Twould stir your heart and soul an'
you'd grip your seat and hold your breath.
And want to fight for Polan'