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Like much of Australia's early folklore, the origins of the Dog on the Tuckerbox are clouded in mystery, uncertainty and controversy.
![]() They were hard and hazardous times with supplies and stores having to be transported along makeshift tracks over rough terrain by bullock teams. To pass the time while often being bogged, or for the river level to fall at crossings such as Muttama Creek near Gundagai, 'bullockies' would recite doggerel and rhymes picked up on their travels - and, sometimes, even write a few lines. Often on such occasions the bullocky's dog would sit guarding its master's tuckerbox and possessions while he was away seeking help. ![]() So was the legend of 'The Dog on the Tuckerbox' born in the 1850s. Whoever the author (using the pen name 'Bowyang Yorke'), the verse was amended some time later and promoted as a poem by Jack Moses. Its popularity quickly spread, capturing the imagination of Australians both in the bush and throughout the colony. Though the legend was also immortalised by Jack O'Hagan in 1937 in his popular song that put Gundagai on the world map, controversy continued over the exact location of the monument - 5 or 9 miles from the town - and later, on whether to move the famous monument in, or closer to, the town. From The Dog On The Tuckerbox - Its Story by Lyn Scarff. |
Bowyang Yorke's Poem As I was coming down Conroy's Gap,I heard a maiden cry; 'There goes Bill the Bullocky, He's bound for Gundagai. A better poor old beggar Never earnt an honest crust, A better poor old beggar Never drug a whip through dust.' His team got bogged at the nine mile creek, Bill lashed and swore and cried; 'If Nobby don't get me out of this, I'll tattoo his bloody hide.' But Nobby strained and broke the yoke, And poked out the leader's eye; Then the dog sat on the Tucker Box Nine miles from Gundagai. 'Nine Miles from Gundagai' by Jack Moses I've done my share of shearing sheep,Of droving and all that; And bogged a bullock team as well, On a Murrumbidgee flat. I've seen the bullock stretch and strain And blink his bleary eye, And the dog sit on the tuckerbox Nine miles from Gundagai.
I've been jilted, jarred and crossed in love,
We've all got our little troubles,
But that's all past and dead and gone, |