When first we left old England's shores Such yarns as we were told As how folks in Australia could pick up lumps of gold So when we got to Melbourne Town We were ready soon to slip And get even with the captain We scuttled from the ship With my swag all on my shoulder Black billy in my hand I travelled the bush of Australia Like a true born native man We steered our course for Portland Town Then north west of Ballarat Where some of us got mighty thin And some got sleek and fat Some tried their luck at Bindigo And some at Fiery Creek I made a fortune in a day And spent it in a week With my swag all on my shoulder Black billy in my hand I travelled the bush of Australia Like a true born native man So round the tucker tracks I tramp Nor leave them out of sight My swag's on my left shoulder And then upon my right And then I take it on my back And oft upon it lie These are the best of tucker tracks So I'll stay here till I die With my swag all on my shoulder Black billy in my hand I travelled the bush of Australia Like a true born native man I travelled the bush of Australia like a true born native man
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