In my little old tin humpy,
on a half acre of ground,
Beside the Baku River,
about a mile or so from town,
And at dawn I boil the billy,
then I tell you what I do,
I go catchin' yellow billy,
in the muddy old Baku.
Now I draw the old age pension,
and I grow a bit of stuff,
I never have much money,
but I always have enough,
And I've had all kinds of pleasures,
in my younger days that's true,
Now it's catchin' yellow billy,
in the muddy old Baku.
See if I want a special treat,
and I meet my mates on pension day,
And sink a beer or two,
then it's catchin' yellow billy,
in the muddy old Baku.
Now this mad old world is headed for disaster,
this I feel,
Like a car out on the highway,
with a madman at the wheel,
But there's no way I can change it,
and neither friend can you,
So I'll go on catchin' yellow billy,
in the muddy old Baku.
De yodel-dee, yodel-dee, yodel-dee,
de yodel-dee,
hi-yodel-dee, hey!
In my little old tin humpy,
on a half acre of ground,
Beside the Baku river,
about a mile or so from town,
And at dawn I boil the billy,
and I tell you what I do,
I go catchin' yellow billy,
in the muddy old Baku.
What
a life!
Thank you very much.
Continuing,
continuing with the family,
let's welcome out tonight David Kirkpatrick.
Big hand to David, right now.
He and Somi did together several shows,
we'll do it for you tonight.
It's about the deep
south down there in New South Wales,
in the snowy,
when the Currawongs come down,
it's
a sign of bad weather,
when the Currawongs come down.