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SOURCE: Imperial songster 1908
SITE SOURCE: Sport

THE MELBOURNE DERBY

We represent the jockeys of the famous Oxenham.
Whose blooded stock are noted for their speed;
They showed the pride of foreign turf to beat them t was hard,
Their pace was sure to tell when in the lead.
‘Tis not of one we boast, of good ones we’ve a host,
One among the van was Sailor Boy,
Who with a lightning pace won the English race,
A trophy to Australia hailed with joy.

Chorus
Whips cracking, jockeys shouting,
Cheering on the track.
As bounding o’er the hills we go
On the homestretch coming back.
See how the jockeys love to ride,
It fills then with delight;
They love to sing and dance as well,
That’s why we’re here tonight.

We’ve other horses on the turf that equal honours shared,
Those stories of success have oft been told;
With laurels they were crowned, how English sportsmen started,
When they saw the flying scorcher Blue and Gold,
And that is not all – we’ve no cause to draw the lie,
With the honest old Carbine,
In England he displayed a bust of speed;
And gathered in the field were the best
Of the stock France could yield,
But the could not overtake him in the lead.

Chorus
Whips cracking, jockeys shouting,
Cheering on the track.
As bounding o’er the hills we go
On the homestretch coming back.
See how the jockeys love to ride,
It fills then with delight;
They love to sing and dance as well,
That’s why we’re here tonight.