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Old Keg of Rum 
Old Keg of Rum 
My name is old Jack Palmer, and I once dug for gold And the song I'm going to sing you recalls the days of old When I'd plenty mates around me, and the talk would fairly hum As we all sat together round the old keg of rum 
Chorus The old keg of rum, the old keg of rum As we all sat together round the old keg of rum 
There was Bluey Watt, the breaker, and old Tom Hynes And little Doyle, the ringer, who now in glory shines And many more hard doers, all gone to Kingdom Come We were all associated round the old keg of rum 
When the shearing time was over in the sheds on the Bree We'd raise a keg from somewhere, and we'd all have a spree We'd sit and sing together till we got that blind and dumb That we couldn't find the bung-hole of the old keg of rum 
There was some would last the night out, and some would have a snooze
 And some were full of fight, boys, but all were full of booze Till often in a scrimmage I have corked it with my thumb Just to stop the life from ebbing from the old keg of rum. 
Well, now my song is ended, I've got to travel on Just an old buffer skiting of days dead and gone But I hope you youngsters round me will, perhaps in years to come Remember Jack Palmer and the old keg of rum 
Related to 'The Old Bark Hut' this song was printed in Paterson's Old Bush Songs MG apr96