Menindee

Oh yakai yakai yakai yakai yakai Oh worry worry worry worry me Last drinks boys at Menindee In the year of eighteen sixty After eleven drunken weeks It's time to take your leave Be first to cross the country to the Gulf So drink your drinks and drink 'em slow 'Cause soon you'll all be gone As part of a team of a great exploring dream Let's hope your leaders will know where to go Oh Mr Burke, do I really have to go? You see I've got this awful feeling in my bones I'm afraid that I won't see my home again And I dreamt the dingoes were tearing off my clothes Oh yakai yakai yakai yakai yakai Oh worry worry worry worry me I'd much rather stay in the shade at Menindee Where the old Darling River flows I'll give this much to Burke, he was a man of nerve But he couldn't pick a bushman from a cove To give spell binder Wright a job just on sight Was asking for trouble from the word go So it's away, away we go Away up north out in the great unknown Well whose idea was it to walk across the country? I say 'leave the bloody country to the crows' Oh yakai yakai yakai yakai yakai Oh worry worry worry worry me I'd much rather stay in the shade at Menindee Where the old Darling River flows Oh in the shade of the pub at Menindee Where the beer is cold, cold, cold After four months of toil and trouble From the Gulf to the Cooper we return Only to find they'd left nine hours before And not a soul to help us in our bind Oh Mr Burke, where did all the blackfella's go? Mr Burke, how we gonna make it on our own? I'd give everything on this day to be four hundred miles away With a cold beer sloshing in my mouth Oh yakai yakai yakai yakai yakai Oh worry worry worry worry me I'd much rather stay in the shade at Menindee Where the old Darling River flows Oh in the shade of the pub at Menindee Where the beer is cold, cold, cold Oh in the shade of the pub at Menindee Where the old Darling River flows