Humpin' My Bluey - John Williams
Wouldn't you like to ride along a country road
I'll give you a gentle push
I swell with pride to see the countryside
When I wander aimlessly through the bush
'Cause that's where I get my music
And that's where I live my life
You can call me a jolly swagman if you like
Call it humpin' my bluey
I reckon that's the style
So why don't you climb aboard with me
Along the road a while
Been workin' in the big smoke
Singin' at the pub
I talk to people everywhere
They still love the scrub
Longing for a piece of land
And the eucalyptus air
So why don't you come with me
I'll take you there
Maybe we'll find a shack somewhere
Plant an avocado tree
With fences only to deep out the cows
Share a dream with me
Call it humpin' my bluey
I reckon that's the style
So why don't you climb aboard with me
Along the road a while
I've spent some time in your town
At every waterhole
'Cause I must drink a big brown
Land to quench a thirsty soul
From W A along the nullabor
And north to the black soil plains
Through cattle
Sheep and hills of golden grain
The snow on kosciusko
My friends in the territory
Springtime in tasmania
It all belongs to me
Call it humpin' my bluey
I reckon that's the style
So why don't you climb aboard with me
Along the road a while