'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, where go you to-day?' <br />I go to Cuppacumalomga, fifty miles away; <br /> Over plains where Summer rains have sung a song of glee, <br /> Over hills where laughing rills go seeking for the sea, <br />I go to Cuppacumalonga, to my brother Bill. <br /> Then come along, ah, come along! <br /> Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga! <br /> Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill! <br /> <br />'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, how do you get there?' <br />For twenty miles I amble on upon my pony mare, <br /> The walk awhile and talk awhile to country men I know, <br /> Then up to ride a mile beside a team that travels slow, <br />And last to Cuppacumalonga, riding with a will. <br /> Then come along, ah, come along! <br /> Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga! <br /> Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill! <br /> <br />'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, what do you do then?' <br />I camp beneath a kurrajong with three good cattle-men; <br /> Then off away at break of day, with strong hands on the reins, <br /> To laugh and sing while mustering the cattle on the plains - <br />For up to Cuppacumalonga life is jolly still. <br /> Then come along, ah, come along! <br /> Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga! <br /> Come to Cuppacumalonga Hill! <br /> <br />'Rover, rover, cattle-drover, how may I go too?' <br />I'll saddle up my creamy colt and he shall carry you - <br /> My creamy colt who will not bolt, who does not shy nor kick - <br /> We'll pack the load and take the road and travel very quick. <br />And if the day brings work or play we'll meet it with a will. <br /> So Hi for Cuppacumalonga! <br /> Come Along, ah, come along! <br /> Ah, come to Cuppacumalonga Hill!<br /><br />Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cuppacumalonga/