Way back, 'fore I was born, Walgett,
a thriving town, with over 20 pubs they tell.
Is hard to believe, no tell tale signs. It's
Just hearsay, I say!

‘Twas a gold rush era they tell
that caused many a men to wander
for fortune to make and at cards to squander.
For all I know! It's
Just hearsay, I say!

Now, the town is worse than dead
A visit here I tell, Forget it Fred.
Looking for history? T'aint archived. It's
Just hearsay, I say!

But the bushy with belly pressed to the bar,
bearded and bald and long in the tooth,
he may remember and think it truth.
Too many a beer and boiling sun, do tell
He thinks I lie when I say. It's
Just hearsay, I say!

TeAnne Oct 2. 1998