FILL YOUR PIPES

Chaps, a song for town and station,

Shop and mine and mountain camp,
For the male part of creation
Under gas or tallow lamp.
When the night begins to fall,
Circle round the winter fire.
Clay and cherry-wood and briar
Smokers all.
and in band a band of brothers,
Fair good nature all about,
!aughing e"en with the others
Who would put your fires out.
Underneath the stars and stripes
#rew the sweetest of the flowers$
%ot a rose as sweet as ours
Fill your pipes.
&ists that curl upon the mountains
'ear no incense like our own,
(nd the sun that draws the fountains
)raws no fragrance sweeter grown.
Sunny locks and hair of grey,
and in hand a band of brothers,
We*"e a pull upon the others
Smoke away.
a"e you thoughts to make men wonder+
,hey are clearer through the smoke$
,hrough it broke Carlyle in thunder,
,hrough it &aud and -nid spoke.
When the shades of e"ening fall,
Circle round the winter fire,
Clay and cherry-wood and briar
Smokers all.
)a"id &c.ee Wright
)unedin, /uly 0123
,ussock and (sphalt 4hymes %o 55
Otago Witness, 52 /uly 0123
[See also later 1899 version]