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By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and Out-Back: To where 'neath glorious the clustered stars The dreamy plains expand -- My home lies wide a thousand miles In the Never-Never Land. It lies beyond the farming belt, Wide wastes of scrub and plain, A blazing desert in the drought, A lake-land after rain; To the sky-line sweeps the waving grass, Or whirls the scorching sand -- A phantom land, a mystic land! The Never-Never Land. Where lone Mount Desolation lies, Mounts Dreadful and Despair -- 'Tis lost beneath the rainless skies In hopeless deserts there; It spreads nor'-west by No-Man's-Land -- Where clouds are seldom seen -- To where the cattle-stations lie Three hundred miles between. The drovers of the Great Stock Routes The strange Gulf country know -- Where, travelling from the southern drought The big lean bullocks go; And camped by night where plains lie wide, Like some old ocean's bed, The watchmen in the starlight ride Round fifteen hundred head. And west of named and numbered days The shearers walk and ride -- Jack Cornstalk and the Ne'er-do-well And the grey-beard side by side; They veil their eyes -- from moon and stars, And slumber on the sand -- Sad memories steep as years go round In Never-Never Land. By lonely huts north-west of Bourke, Through years of flood and drought, The best of English black-sheep work Their own salvation out: Wild fresh-faced boys grown gaunt and brown -- Stiff-lipped and haggard-eyed -- They live the Dead Past grimly down! Where boundary-riders ride. The College Wreck who sank beneath, Then rose above his shame, Tramps west in mateship with the man Who cannot write his name. 'Tis there where on the barren track No last half-crust's begrudged -- Where saint and sinner, side by side, Judge not, and are not judged. Oh rebels to society! The Outcasts of the West -- Oh hopeless eyes that smile for me, And broken hearts that jest! The pluck to face a thousand miles -- The grit to see it through! The communion perfected! -- And -- I am proud of you! The Arab to true desert sand, The Finn to fields of snow, The Flax-stick turns to Maoriland, While the seasons come and go; And this old fact comes home to me -- And will not let me rest -- However barren it may be, Your own land is the best! And, lest at ease I should forget True mateship after all, My water-bag and billy yet Are hanging on the wall; And if my fate should show the sign I'd tramp to sunsets grand With gaunt and stern-eyed mates of mine In the Never-Never Land.
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