Just lately have the Cullinga mines
Their stores of wealth-revealed,
And wis eones say that Coota yet
Will golden treasures yield ;
And-all those lovely fields around
Shall yellow grow with clay,
Raised by a thousand companies
At no far distant day.
Chorus:
Then let us all a-mining go,
No more will plough or sow,
But we sliall all our fortunes make
In some rich G. M. Co.
Our suburban-roads to streets will grow,
Our paddooka into squares,
Though which our nobs in style will go
With carriages's in pairs.
A Stock exchange-we've already got;
Quite central as you know.
The Town Hail chambers being the spot,
The brokers Daly and Co.
Chorus.
A "corner" too we must select,
And what more likely place
Than McCulloch's well known Albion,
Indeed 'twill be the case ;
And here our rising youths will meet
To swindle and to sell,
And all the country round will know
The dashing Coota. swell.
Chorus.
D. D. K. McG.
Notes
From the NSW Newspaper The Cootamundra Herald 4 Feb 1893 p, 7.
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