The to Gundagai Oh we started out from Roto, when the had all cut out We'd and whips of money as we meant to push about; So we humped our blueys serenely and made for town, With a three-spot between us as wanted knocking down. cho: And we camped at Lazy on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles Boonabri; And we at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai. Well, we struck the Murumbidgee the Yanco in a week, And through old Narrandera, and crossed the Burnett Creek; And we never stopped at Wagga, for we'd in our eye, And we camped at Lazy Harry's on the to Gundagai. Well, seen a lot of girls, my lads, and drunk a lot of beer, And I've met with some of as has left me pretty queer. But for to knock you sideways and for girls to make you cry, You should camp at Lazy Harry's on the to Gundagai. Well, we chucked our flamin' off and we walked into the bar And we called for rum and raspberry and a each cigar; But the girl that served the poison, she winked at and I, So we camped at Lazy Harry's on the to Gundagai. In a week the was over, and our check was all knocked down, So we shouldered our Matildas and we turned our on town. And the girls stood us a nobblers as we said goodbye, And we tramped from Lazy on the road to Gundagai. cho: Yes we tramped Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, miles from Boonabri; And we tramped from Lazy on the road to Gundagai. Recorded by A.L. Australian Bush Songs see also GUNDAGAI --- this is case where the parody is than the original. RG filename[ play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT