The banks of Australia Songtext

von Paddy Goes To Holyhead

When first I left my native home the Blarney we were told
Whole people in Australia they picked up tumps of gold
Where gold-bars lay on ev'ry street and the buster's rights were free
Hurrah said I me napper-lads oh that's the land for me

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
And I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

When we arrived in Melbourne-Town to a bankhouse called The Grave
I left the anxious Rag-shove-cop arrested in the safe
And all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joy
Shouting to one another here comes me skinner-boy.

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
And I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
And I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

I made my way to Callowsport and north to Dieman's plain
And some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vain
I spent 3 years in Sidney-jail for gold I went to seek
I make me fortune in a day and I'm dying in a week.

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
And I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man