Jack Gleeson had an eye for a wellbred working dog No ordinary pup would do the job It was 1869 hed seen more dogs than he could count But none of them impressed him, none of them stood out Until he met George Robertson in Casterton one day Who showed Jack his Scottish dogs and Jack was blown away He looked down at the litter Who were yapping for their mum Scrabbling round, carrying on all except for one With her eyes as bright as a moonlit night Her kindness shining through her sight He could feel her warmth, and intelligence Loyal was she, hed found his Kelpie He offered to buy her but Robertson refused They only go to family this ones for my nephew But the nephew had a liking for Jacks strong and handsome colt Ill swap my pup for your horse But then youll have to bolt So they met down by the river And the deal was done that night It was the start of something special Jack could feel it deep inside Jack moved up north And broke her in along the way She was worth more than three good men And proved it everyday Then came time to join her To a classy short haired dog His ggod mate Mark Tully Had a collie he named Moss From Forbes to Yarrawonga Kelpies pups would show their guile In the woolshed or the paddock Wih a mob or at a trial Jack Gleeson put his faith into a tiny little pup He gave it all he had and he never gave up And Australians across the land Are forever in his debt The Kelpie dog our best mate
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