Been out there in the scrub an workin hard mate
The mustering camps have shut down one more time
And Im perched up on this bar stool here in Darwin

With big mobs of evil on my mind

As the drinks go down the barmaids seem more friendly

Specially the cute one down the end
She said oeIve never been down south of Alice
And Id like to go if I can find a friend.


So this long haired bow legged crazy northern ringer
Said oe Im just the man for you dear baby girl

Lets catch that flyin jet bird and head southward
An well give old Sydney town a rowdy whirl
Oh Yeah


Instrumental & spoken oeHes a mean fiddle


Oh but Sydney town was larger than I dreamed of
Like kangaroos the big mob jumped about
Fascinated by the crowds among giant sail ships

til someone said oeMate thats the Opera House.

An my crazy little barmaid she went wandering

Find more similar lyrics on And my ringer instincts told me she had gone
So I rolled my swag in a few days I was ready
And this northern ringer boy was headin home


Oh what a sight as we fly over Darwin
Where the wild up-country airline gazin down

Oh Id never stray dear Penny babe I Love ya
Its fencing now till mustering time comes round


Ive got myself a job to see me over
And were pullin out at midnight thats for sure
Lets have another round for the lovely barmaids

But the hell with the one Ill never see no more

Cant wait to get myself back in the open

Lie back at night and gaze at heavens door
And when that cranky cook calls us at daybreak
This northern ringer boy will be home sweet home


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