South Australia

In South Australia I was born,
Heave away, Haul away!
In South Australia, round Cape Horn,
We’re bound for South Australia

Haul away, you rollin’ king!
Heave away, Haul away!
Haul away, Oh hear me sing!
We’re bound for South Australia

As I rode out one morning fair,
’twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair,

I shook her up, I shook her down,
I shook her round and round the town!

There’s one thing that does grieve my mind,
It’s leaving Nancy Blair behind,

And as you wallop around Cape Horn,
You wish to God you’d never been born!

It’s back again to Liverpool
I spent my pay like a bloody fool

I’m Liverpool born and Liverpool bred
Long in the arm and thick in the head

Oh rock and roll and make some noise
Let’s get this damn job over, boys