Girt by Sea - John Williamson

Oh there’s nothing like a Sunday morning Vegemite on toast

Having all your rel’s around, for a Sunday roast

To top it off down under, what we all like most

Is taking off your shoes and walking 'round the coast

Cause, we’re Girt By Sea, Girt By Sea

Was your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, aborigine

Or did he come by ship, well it’s all the same to me

We’re a dirty great big island

Girt By Sea

We got man-eating spiders, and twelve meter sharks

Drop-bears, death adders in our national parks

Watch out for crocodile’s, tiger snakes and stingers

There’s no place for cowboys

We call the ringers,

Where we’re Girt By Sea

Girt By Sea

Was your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, aborigine

Or did he come by ship, well it’s all the same to me

We’re a dirty great big island

Girt By Sea

We got great lookin' shiela’s and rough headed mates

Two territories and six other states

Tiger prawns and hu-mungous T-bone steaks

But we don’t have no border wars,

Well there’s wells, but they’ll break

When you’re Girt By Sea

Girt By Sea

Was your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, aborigine

Or did he come by ship, well it’s all the same to me

We’re a dirty great big island

Girt By Sea

There’s the great Southern Rail way and Southern Cross at night

The Great Ocean Road and the great Australian Bite

The Great Sandy Desert and the Great Barrier Reef

And the great dividing range, ooh my good grief

We’re Girt By Sea

Girt By Sea

Was your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, aborigine

Or did he come by ship, well it’s all the same to me

We’re a dirty great big island

Girt By Sea

Yes, we’re Girt By Sea, we’re Girt By Sea

Was your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, aborigine

Or did he come by ship, well it’s all the same to me

We’re a dirty great big island

Girt By Sea

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