Paint Me a Wheelbarrow - John Williamson

Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill

Test your endurance, test your skill

Where the sun is hot and the hills are slow

Ten grand to the winners

Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill

Test your endurance, test your skill

With a pick and shovel and an old crowbar

And a billy wrapped up in a blanket

Put your men through the toughest test

Half a dozen of the very best

The team to beat is from the west

I’m barrow through to Broken Hill

You’ve gotta be fit or the heat will kill

The man with the flag and the paint on his shirt

Loves the town like his mother

Push your wheelbarrow to Broken Hill

Test your endurance, test your skill

Quicker changes up the rise

Keep the driver sober

Paint me a purple billabong

Where the limbs are hollow but the roots are strong

Where the world is peaceful all day long

Oh, paint me a purple billabong

Where the limbs are hollow but the roots are strong

Where the world is peaceful all day long

Paint this country how it feels

A rusty roof, a horse on wheels

Shirts and singlets on the line

Little chance of rain

Push a wheelbarrow to Broken Hill

Test your endurance, test your skill

It’s gonna get harder every year

Stiffer competition

Paint me a pub, it’ll suit me fine

A bucket of yabbies and a barrel of wine

Paint me a Mallee tree down by the mine

Oh, paint me a pub, it’ll suit me fine

A bucket of yabbies and a barrel of wine

Paint me a wheelbarrow over the line