The following song, held in the National Library of Australia catalogued as TRC4/1, 
has been transcribed by Graham H Dodsworth from words
recited by Ina Popplewell on a recording collected/recorded in 1954 by John Meredith.

The Swagman’s Cheque:
	1st Verse:
I happened to chance one day in the summer time
just as the sun was going down,
Upon swagmen arriving in single file, 
as though they were parading through the town.
One marched into a public house and threw his bluey down.
His old felt hat was turned up in front his beard was long, his hair uncut,
And his pants were frayed and torn.

	2nd Verse:
He started out with a friendly chat with Mrs Lambingdown,
‘Good evening M’am, it’s been warm today, regular blazing hot,
with stiff hot winds, and dust and flies  and I’ve been through the lot.’
‘Well dear me,’ said Mrs. Lambingdown, ‘you must be tired indeed.’
‘I’m regular gone dark tired and worse than that I’m dry.
So just keep me full with brew all night and I’ll square it bye and bye.’

	3rd Verse:
She boldly said ‘We do not give out credit here at all,’
And with her finger she pointed to a notice on the wall,
‘When you come here good cheer you find and many hearts are joined,
But mind that first of all we do not trust, therefore no beer without the coin.’

	4th Verse:
A sickly smile ran across the dirt, and through his beard it shone,
As he then pulled out a roll of notes and counted them over one by one.
Some forty folding notes he had and then some shining gold,
and a regular good number of bright sovereigns, for madam to behold.

	5th Verse:
‘ A Ha,’ he said, ‘I’ve not long been in town.
I’ve cashed my cheque and I mean to knock it down.
But not with you, no, not good enough, not a bloomin’ cent.
I’ll march up to another pub, and stay until’ it’s spent.

	6th Verse:
Well, Mrs Lambingdown stamped her foot and swore at the serving girl,
and even spat on the little kid that ran ‘round with ‘The Sporting World’.