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Though weight teas big and pace was hot and fences stiff and tall, “Your fellow Tommy Corrigan” was passed to one and all. And every man . in Ballarat raised all he could command To put on Tommy Corrigan when riding old Lone Hand. But now we’ll keep his memory green while horsemen come and go; We may not see his like again were silks and satins glow.' We’ll drink to him in silence, boys, he’s followed doivn the track Where many a good man went before, but never one came back. And let us hope, in that far land, were the shades of bra ve men reign, The gallant Tommy Corrigan will ride Lone Hand again. — By A.B. “Banjo” Patterson (Editor’s note: Tommy Corrigan, born in 1854 Ireland, migrated to Australia when his parents relocated to Victoria soon after. Beginning race riding at the tender age of 13, Corrigan quickly became a leading Victorian and New South Wales jockey, both on the flat and overjumps. From only 788 mounts, he gained 239 wins, 135 seconds and 95 thirds for an incredible in the frame ratio. Best known for his admirable skill and bravery over the formidable steeplechase fences of the late 18th century, Corrigan was killed in a steeplechase at Caulfield in 1894. He lives in the famous verse above, lending his pluck to modernday race riders.
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