JACK DUNN DOES NOT LIVE HERE ANYMORE
Jack Dunn may not live in Nevertire anymore but we have a marvellous old school house, teachers residence, play grounds, amenities and vacant land that is surplus to the Education Departments requirements and will be sold at a fraction of their replacement costs – John Wood
8 SEPARATE TITLES APPROXIMATELY 26482 SQUARE METRES
LAND ZONED 5(A) INSTITUTIONS
APPROXIMATELY 712 SQ METRES BUILDINGS
TEACHERS RESIDENCE IN FIRST CLASS DEPARTMENTAL ORDER
CHARACTER 1905 WEATHERBOARD/IRON SCHOOL BUILDING
PUPIL FACILITIES BUILDING INCLUDING CANTEEN, STOREROOM, STAFF ROOM, CLASSROOM AND OFFICE
PLUS BRICK CLASSROOM BLOCK ABOUT 40 YEARS OLD
AMENITIES BLOCK AND SPORTS STORE, LARGE COVERED AREA AND SPORTS OVAL
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Jack Dunn of Nevertire v 1-4
Henry Lawson

It chanced upon the very day we’d got the shearing done,
A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o’-Sunday Run;
He had a round and jolly face, and he was sleek and stout,
He drove right up between the huts and called the super out.
We chaps were smoking after tea, and heard the swell enquire
For one as travelled by the name of `Dunn of Nevertire’.
Jack Dunn of Nevertire,
Poor Dunn of Nevertire;
There wasn’t one of us but knew Jack Dunn of Nevertire.

`Jack Dunn of Nevertire,’ he said; `I was a mate of his;
And now it’s twenty years since I set eyes upon his phiz.
There is no whiter man than Jack — no straighter south the line,
There is no hand in all the land I’d sooner grip in mine;
To help a mate in trouble Jack would go through flood and fire.
Great Scott! and don’t you know the name of Dunn of Nevertire?
Big Dunn of Nevertire,
Long Jack from Nevertire;
He stuck to me through thick and thin, Jack Dunn of Nevertire.

`I did a wild and foolish thing while Jack and I were mates,
And I disgraced my guv’nor’s name, an’ wished to try the States.
My lamps were turned to Yankee Land, for I’d some people there,
And I was right when someone sent the money for my fare;
I thought ’twas Dad until I took the trouble to enquire,
And found that he who sent the stuff was Dunn of Nevertire,
Jack Dunn of Nevertire,
Soft Dunn of Nevertire;
He’d won some money on a race — Jack Dunn of Nevertire.

`Now I’ve returned, by Liverpool, a swell of Yankee brand,
To reckon, guess, and kalkilate, ‘n’ wake my native land;
There is no better land, I swear, in all the wide world round —
I smelt the bush a month before we touched King George’s Sound!
And now I’ve come to settle down, the top of my desire
Is just to meet a mate o’ mine called `Dunn of Nevertire’.
Was raised at Nevertire —
The town of Nevertire;
He humped his bluey by the name of `Dunn of Nevertire’.