The Banks Of Australia Lyrics

When first I left my native home the Blarney we were toldwhole people in Australia they picked up tumps of goldwhere gold-bars lay on ev'ry street and the buster's rights were freehurrah said I me napper-lads oh that's the land for meOh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my handand I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-manWhen we arrived in Melbourne-Town to a bankhouse called The GraveI left the anxious Rag-shove-cop arrested in the safeand all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joyshouting to one another here comes me skinner-boy.Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my handand I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-manOh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my handand I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-manI made my way to Callowsport and north to Dieman's plainand some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vainI spent 3 years in Sidney-jail for gold I went to seekI make me fortune in a day and I'm dying in a week.Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my handand I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man