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The Breakdown.

Air: "From far Cohoes" from the "Belle of New York."

Words by Mr. G. McL. Hogben.

When in the snow
Our car won't go,
We pass our time in mutual admiration,
So here we stand,
A noble band,
Who embarked on a tour of Polar exploration;
With zeal intense
And at great expense,
We strive to discover the Pole before our neighbours;
And we shall claim,
When we reach our aim,
A little praise for our unaccustomed labours.

Chorus.
For in the field of Arctic endeavour,
Even Shackleton before us has to bow,
Such a wealth of talent there never, no never,
Was in any expedition up till now;
Our daring continues to strike us
As something most remarkable to see,
Of course you can never be like us,
But be as like us as you're able to be.

Our noble Birk,
Thinks manual work,
Completely below his Professorial station;
So Joe and Krook,
Both work and cook,
While Jones supervises the snowfield navigation.
O'Pegan's lens
And Bodley's pens,
Record our acts in photograph and story;
For the world should know
What we undergo
In our brave attempt to crown ourselves with glory.

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Chorus.
For in the field of Arctic endeavour,
Even Shackleton before us has to bow,
Such a wealth of talent there never, no never,
Was in any expedition up till now;
Our daring continues to strike us
As something most remarkable to see,
Of course you can never be like us,
But be as like us as you're able to be.