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Lazy Harry’s or The Road to Gundagai (traditional)

Oh, we started out from Roto, when the sheds had all cut out We'd whips and whips of money as we meant to push about; And we humped our blueys serenely as we made for Sydney town, With a three-spot cheque between us that wanted knocking down.

Oh, we struck the Murumbidgee near the Yanco in a week, And we passed through old Narrandera, and crossed the Burnett Creek; And we never stopped at Wagga, for we'd Sydney in our eye, But we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Chorus: We camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles from Boonabri; We camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Well, I've seen a lot of girls, me lads, and I've drunk a lot of beer, And I've met with some of both, lads, that all left me pretty queer. But for beer to knock you sideways and for girls to make you sigh, You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Chorus: You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles from Boonabri; You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Oh, we chucked our flamin' swag down and walked into the bar And ordered rum and raspberry and a shilling each cigar; But the girl that served the poison, she winked at Bill and I, So we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Chorus: So we camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles from Boonabri; We camped at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

In a week the spree was over and our cheque was all knocked down, So we shouldered our matildas and turned our backs on town. And the girls stood us a nobbler as we sadly said goodbye, And we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.

Chorus: We tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles from Boonabri; We tramped from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai.