Gold view 1


TUNE: Guy Fawkes
SOURCE:
From the Sydney Songster No 1 by George Chanson (as sung at the Sydney Concert Rooms). Published in Sydney circa 1869. ‘Chanson’ was writer, singer and publisher George Layou (born London 1835. Died Bundaberg, Queensland 1898)

SITE SOURCE: GOLD, EMIGRATION AND FREE SELECTION

CHINESE EMIGRATION

The talk of young Australians, upon each settler’s station,
Is the evil of this mighty rush, the Chinese emigration;
Ships from Canton, and famed Hong Kong, will bring us all up standing,
Because each day in Sydney town, more Chinamen they’re landing.

Bow, wow, wow.
(repeat last line of each verse)

If any of our bark built towns you happen just to enter,
Proceed along the burr clad street, and look about the centre;
There John has got his signboard up of “lodging for the nation,”
He charges you quite moderate, it’s all through emigration.

Bow, wow, &c.

Oh glorious feeds he’ll give you then, fat poodles rich and racy,
Rat sausages and cat’s meat pies, a Chinese delicacy;
And bullocks which have been worked out upon some neighbouring station,
You get your share of for two bob, it’s all through emigration.

Bow, wow, &c.

And John has got a nice young wife, some worthy dustman’s daughter,
Who for her faults in London streets was forced to cross the water;
She is content to stay with him, and eat his musty ration,
One thing she left upon the shelf—it’s all through emigration.

Bow, wow, &c.

The Legislatives of our land, at last poor John they’re taxing,
The quickest way to clear him out would be a good pole-axing;
For right and left we find his hosts, upon each settler’s station,
And old hands now are out of work, it’s all through emigration.

Bow, wow, &c.

The news is mooted every where, and ’twill not be surprising,
Ere long if tidings come to us, “the Chinamen are rising,”
Be warn’d just in the nick of time, by our sad situation,
Or Australia yet may rue the days of Chinese emigration.

Bow, wow, &c.