Tie Me Kangaroo Down Medley: The Boomerang Tree / Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport / Sadie, the Cleaning Lady / I Made a Hundred In the Backyard At Mum's
The Wayfarers
Worldwide
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wayfarers
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dusty Slim
Songwriter
Στίχοι
This is the tale of a new chum, Jack
Who'd just come in from the Great Outback!
I asked an old black man how the boomerang came to be
And he told me as only a black fella can
That they made it from a boomerang tree
A boomerang, a boomerang, a boomerang tree
I searched and searched but I never did see
That's how the boomerang came to be
They made it from a boomerang tree
Boomerang, boomerang, kangaroo tail
Roly-poly, Birdsville Mail
New chum, new chum on the trail:
All add up to a black fella's tale
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Altogether now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Watch me wallabies feed, mate
Watch me wallabies feed
They're a dangerous breed, mate
So watch me wallabies feed
Altogether now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
N' take me koala back, Jack
Take me koala back
He lives somewhere out on the track, Jack
So take me koala back
Altogether now!
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Sadie, the cleaning lady
With trusty scrubbing brush and pail of water
Worked her fingers to the bone, for the life she has at home
Providing at the same time for her daughter
Sadie, the cleaning lady
Her aching knees not getting any younger
Well her red detergent hands, have for years not held a man
Time would find her heart expired of hunger
Scrub your floors, do your chores, dear old Sadie
Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady
Can't afford to get bored dear old Sadie
Looks as though you'll always be a cleaning lady
As I went out to have a bat just the other day
I had no idea what was coming my way
I played a chanceless innings and I earnt every run
and I made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
I made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
I clobbered and I crunched every fabulous run
I toiled and I sweated and when the day was done
I'd made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
I started out real shaky-like just poking around
me sister with her off breaks well she had me pinned down
but when me little brother bowled I gave him the clout
and when we stopped for lunch I was twenty-four not out
Then me Uncle Nev came on bowling his quicks
but I was scoring freely with deflections and flicks
as I passed me fifty we paused for a beer
and when I hit the roof next door they all began to cheer
Oh, I made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
I clobbered and I crunched every fabulous run
I toiled and I sweated and when the day was done
I'd made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
Oh, I made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
I clobbered and I crunched every fabulous run
I toiled and I sweated and when the day was done
I'd made a hundred in the backyard at Mum's
Written by: Dusty Slim
