In South Australia I was born
Heave away. Haul away!
South Australia round Cape Horn
And we're bound for South Australia
Haul away you rolling king
Heave away! Haul away!
All the way you'll hear me sing
As I walked out one morning fair
It's there I met Miss Nancy Blair
I run her all night I run her all day
Run her before we sailed away
I shook her up I shook her down
I shook her round and round and round
There ain't but one thing that grieves my mind
It's leaving Nancy Blair behind
And as you wollop round Cape Horn
You'll wish that you had never been born
I wish I was on Australia's strand
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand
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