Things blew up
what should I do?
Nothing here for me
So I packed my bags
And I guess you knew
I’d finally wind up
Among the kangaroo
It was six in the morning

When my jet set down
At Kingsford-Smith Airport
In Sydney Town
Exchanged American
Grabbed a cab
Decided on a coin-toss
To try King’s Cross

Sweaty and bearded
But feeling well
I checked myself into
The Gazebo Hotel
Beer and a meat pie
Made it all true
I was finally down under
Among the kangaroo

Jet lag took over
but only a day
and soon I was traveling
Every which way
"How ya goin’, mate"
Was all I heard
But they sure sounded great
those four little words

Every one I met
Invited me to tea
And what is this tucker
They’re offering me
Alone and restless
I took to the track
And headed west
For the great outback

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Boarded a bus
No, a coach is the name
But coach or bus
It sure looked the same
A half hour here
Then a five-minute rest
I felt like a robot
But I’m doing my best

If drinking is evil
Then let’s all sin
I think I’m getting pissed
With Andy and Lynn
There the Newcastle Peels
And I hope you know
There sure damn good people
Yes - No?

All too quickly
My time was done
And I had to leave
At the point of a gun
The plane took off
With the sun going down
I’ll kidnap a steward
And make them turn ‘round

Back in the US
My mind’s still away
Down in the outback
And Botany Bay
Every thing here
Seems so tame
And fourteen million Aussies
Are the ones to blame

Oh, what a trip
Oh, what a route
For a lonely Yank
On his first walkabout
Let’s have a barby every Saturday
Give all the girls a kiss, give the US a miss
Get me back to Australia
Get me back to Australia
Sydney and Melbourne, too
Get me back to Australia
The land of the kangaroo