The to Gundagai Oh we out from Roto, when the sheds 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, a three-spot check between us as wanted knocking down. cho: And we at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai, The road to Gundagai, five miles from And we at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai. Well, we the Murumbidgee near the Yanco in a week, And through old Narrandera, and crossed the Burnett Creek; And we never at Wagga, for we'd Sydney in our eye, And we at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai. Well, I've 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 beer to knock you and for girls to make you cry, You should at Lazy Harry's on the road 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 at Bill and I, So we at Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai. In a the spree was over, and our check was all knocked down, So we our Matildas and we turned our backs on town. And the stood us a nobblers as we sadly said goodbye, And we tramped from Harry's on the road to Gundagai. last Yes we tramped from Lazy Harry's on the to Gundagai, The to Gundagai, five miles from Boonabri; And we from Lazy Harry's on the road to Gundagai. Recorded by A.L. Lloyd- Australian Bush see also GUNDAGAI --- this is another case the parody is than the original. RG filename[ play.exe RG ===DOCUMENT