In South Australia I was born
Heave away, Haul away
In South Australia ’round Cape Horn
And we’re bound for South Australia
Ref: So, haul away your rolling king
Heave away, Haul away
Oh, haul away and you’ll hear me sing
And we’re bound for South Australia
Well I walked outside one morning fair etc.
And chanced to meet with Nancy Blair etc.
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Well I shook her up and I shook her down
I danced her ‘round and ‘round the town
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Well I wish I was on a lonesome strand
With rum and whiskey all in hand
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Now two old women lying on the sand
Each one wishing that the other was a man
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And as we wallop around Cape Horn
You’ll wish to God you’ve never been born
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Oh, South Australia is a bloody fine place
To get blind drunk is no disgrace