Chorus

Illawarra, Mittagong,

Parramatta, Wollongong.

If you wish to become an ourang-outang,

Then go to the bush of Australia.

Upon the voyage the ship was lost.

In wretched plight I reached the coast,

And was very nigh being made a roast,

By the savages of Australia.

And in the bush I lighted on

A fierce bushranger with his gun,

Who borrowed my garments, every one,

For himself in the bush of Australia.

The Old Bush Songs · 第 33 / 116 题