About that mine at Wallaroo,
They say it beats the Burra too,
And into fits does lick her. The Burra foremost once did stand,
Victoria's gold then came to hand ;
But Wallaroo they say's the land
For skittles, beer, and liquor. The copper there is underground,
It's on the surface round and round,
If you only look it will be found
In lodes still thicker and thicker. They say that shares is all my eye,
They will not have a company,
The copper's there, and that will buy
The whole o' the mining kit, sir. If this is true. Bill, what d'ye say.
Let's take our swags and cut away,
The diggings here is foolish play
When that ere place is richer. Notes
From the South Australian Newspaper The South Australian Weekly Chronicle 24 Nov 1860 p. 4.
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