Lazy Harry's

Oh, we started out from Roto when the sheds had all cut out

We'd whips and whips of rhino that we meant to push about

We humped our drums serenely as we made for Sydney Town

With a three spot cheque between us that was wanting knocking down

  

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And we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai

The road to Gundagai, not five miles from Boonabri

Yes we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai

  

Well, we flung our flaming swags off as we waltzed into the bar

We ordered rum and raspberry and a shilling each cigar

And the girl who served the poison, well, she winked at Bill and I

So we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai

  

Well I've met a lot of girls, me boys, and drunk a lot of beer

And I've met with some of both, me boys, that's left me pretty queer

But for beer to knock you sideways and for girls to make you cry

You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai

  

In a week, our spree was over and our cheque was all knocked down

So we shouldered our Matildas and we turned our backs on town

The girls stood us a nobbler as we sadly waved goodbye

And we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai