**There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup, The old man with his hair as white as snow; But few could ride beside him when his rage was fairly up - He would go wherever horse and man could go. And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand, No better horseman ever held the reins; For never horse could throw him while the saddle girths would stand, He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.** - Upscaled by <@692244943929999370> (fast)
There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup, The old man with his hair as white as snow But few could ride beside him when his rage was fairly up  He would go wherever horse and man could go. And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand, No better horseman ever held the reins For never horse could throw him while the saddle girths would stand, He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.