Song Lyrics

"Time is a traveller
Tenterfield saddler"

PETER, ALLEN - Tenterfield Traveller

"No matter how far
Or how wide I roam
I still call Australia home."

PETER, ALLEN - I Still Call Australia Home

"For those who've come across the seas we've boundless plains to share?"


"Advance Australia Fair. "


"ooooo!!! do what you wanna do, be what you wanna be yeah "

MASTERS, APPRENTICES - Because I Love You Songwriters: Doug Ford, Jim Keays

"Do you come from a land Down Under,
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You'd better run, you'd better take cover."

MEN, AT WORK - Down Under, songwriter Colin Hayes

"life's too short for burning bridges
take it one day at a time
oh oh oh he's a working class man"

JIMMY, BARNES - Working Class Man

"So many intentions and perceptions from the different angles entangled - a million opinions in the truth."

COZMO, BEREGOFSKY - Curiousity Complex

"Up there Cazaly,
In there and fight,
Out there and at 'em,
Show 'em your right,
Up there Cazaly,
Don't let 'em in,
Fly like an angel,
You're out there to win."

MICHAEL, BRADY - Up There Cazaly

"Ridin', ridin',
'Neath the Southern sky;
Ridin', ridin',
Happy on the trail am I."

SMOKY, DAWSON - Ridin' with a Smile and a Song

"In a hollow by the hills is Jindawarrabell,
Where a man will find greater peace of mind
For the ones I hold dear
And the hills I love so well
Make my home sweet home in Jindawarrabell."

SMOKY, DAWSON Jindawarrabell -

"'Neath the gumtrees by the roadway,
As the sun goes down outback
I lay at rest in peaceful reverie,
Then I thought of all the songs I'd sung
About the outback track,
And that is how this vision came to me."

SLIM, DUSTY - Along the Road of Song, Songwriters: Slim Dusty, A Cormack

"The first Tuesday of November, every year it is the same
Every Aussie heart is beating with the excitement of the game
For they bet on dream or fancy or the forms they've followed up
From a dollar up to thousands on the famous Melbourne Cup"

SLIM, DUSTY - The Melbourne Cup

"And all I do is look into your eyes
For that special touch of paradise"

JOHN, FARNHAM - A Touch of Paradise Songwriters: Ross Wilson, G Smith

"This time, we know we all can stand together
With the power to be powerful
Believing we can make it better"

JOHN, FARNHAM - The Voice, Songwriters: Mandy Qunta, Chris Thompson, Keith Reid, Maggie Ryder

"I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me."

SAVAGE, GARDEN - Truly Madly Deeply Songwriters: Daniel Jones, Darren Hayes

"All you see is me
And all I truly believe
That I was born to try"

DELTA, GOODREM - Born to Try

"I believe the impossible is possible to overcome
I believe in miracles
Born from love in everyone"

DELTA, GOODREM - Believe Again

"Sun arise, she bring in the morning.
Sun arise, bring the morning, fluttering her skirts all around.
Sun arise, she come with the dawning.
Sun arise, coming with the dawning, spreading all the light all around."

ROLF, HARRIS - Sun arise

"Tie me kangaroo down, sport. "


"Sample me wombat black, Jack. "


"Try me kangaroo brown, sport. "


"Why do we love Australia
Why does it haunt us still
We've got so much on our plate here
The world wants to emigrate here
And one day I'm afraid they will
But still we all love Australia
Whatever Australia may be
Let our voices swell with pride
We are extremely satisfied
Australia you're the land for me."

BARRY, HUMPHRIES - Song of Australia

"Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
you walk alone with the ghost of time
they burned you black, black against the ground
and they make it work with rocks and sand"

ICEHOUSE, ICEHOUSE - Great Southern Land, songwriter Iva Davies

"We're all members of the outback club
We don't back down and we don't give up
We're all living in a land we love"

LEE, KERNAGHAN - The Outback Club

"Australia, where are your caretakers gone?"

NEIL, MURRAY - Native Born

"And it feels like so long since I felt
The sun on my face
Why did it take so long
To find this place
If it were not for this
I'd never have known
Never have known
Never have known or felt
Such a beautiful thing."


"Live, love, knowing that we're all free
Now that we are blessed in our country
And realise how lucky we are"

OLIVIA, NEWTON-JOHN - Australia For Me

"Did I hear you say
My country right or wrong"

MIDNIGHT, OIL - My Country, Songwriter: Rob Hirst

"I got only a fiver for the song, but it's worth a million to me to hear it sung like this."

A.B. BANJO, PATERSON - on hearing Waltzing Matilda sung at an army camp at the beginning of WW1

"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boil,
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me."

A.B. BANJO, PATERSON - Waltzing Matilda

"If I have to, I can do anything.
I am strong, I am invincible,
I am woman."

HELEN, REDDY - I am woman

"If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong, I am invincible, I am Woman."


"I love to read the Bulletin and watch the ABC,
I love to air my well-informed opinions constantly,
All my friends are professionals, from polite society,
So come and sing the middle-class-liberal-I've-got-a-home-in-Beaumont Rag with me."

, REDGUM - Beaumont Rag

"A flat on Anzac Highway and Lawson on your shelf
It's a southern comfort air-conditioned rage
But a homestead's more than just a cheap print dangling from a wall
And mateship's more than lines upon a page."

, REDGUM - The Last Frontier, Songwriter: John Schumann

"Well it's one more boring Thursday night in Adelaide
And it looks like everybody must have died
There's no one on the streets and nothing on TV
So I think I'll go and burn my TV Guide."

, REDGUM - If You Don't Fight You Lose

"Recipe for the Diamantina Cocktail:
Mix a blast of Bundaberg Rum, a dollop of condensed milk, and one surely whipped emu's egg,
pour briskly over bald ice, garnish with a gum leaf, and goodnight gungadin."

LITTLE, RIVER BAND - Diamantina Cocktail

"Hurry, don't be late.
I can hardly wait,
I said to myself when we're old
We'll go dancing in the dark,
Walking through the park, and reminiscing."

LITTLE, RIVER BAND - Reminiscing, Songwriter: Graham Goble

"Too much drinking and sleeping around
Is bound to weary your soul."

GLEN, SHORROCK - Sweet Old Fashioned Man

"Well I'm back in the land of
Second chances
And rock 'n roll shows where
Nobody dances.
Well I'm back in the land of cheap incense
Where the favourite sport is sitting on a fence.
Back in the land of the pie and sauce
Drinking flat beer with no 3rd course."

SKYHOOKS, SKYHOOKS - his is my City, Songwriter: Greg Macainsh

"Now all my young Dook-ies and Duch-ess-es,
Take warning from what I've to say -
Mind all is your own as touch-es-es,
Or you'll meet us in Botany Bay."

BUSH, SONG - Botany Bay

"Illawarra, Mittagong,
Parramatta, Wollongong,
If you wouldn't become an orang-outang,
Don't go to the wilds of Australian"

BUSH, SONG - The Settler's Lament

"I was dreaming, I suppose, of those entertaining shows,
But it never crossed my mind I was asleep,
Till the boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start,
Yelling, 'Clancy, where the hell are all the sheep?'"

BUSH, SONG - The Drover's Dream

"Out on the board the old shearer stands,
Grasping his shears in his long bony hands,
Fixed is his gaze on a bare-bellied 'joe',
Glory if he gets her won't he make the ringer go,
Click go the shears boys, click, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around and is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger with the blue-bellied 'joe'.

BUSH, SONG - Click Go The Shears

"'Tis of a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name,
Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine,
He was his father's only hope, his mother's only joy,
And dearly did his parents love the wild Colonial boy.
Come, all my hearties, we'll roam the mountains high,
Together we will plunder, together we will die.
We'll wander over valleys, and gallop over plains,
And we'll scorn to live in slavery, bound down with iron chains.

BUSH, SONG - The Wild Colonial Boy

"A strapping young stockman lay dying,
His saddle supporting his head;
His two mates around him were crying,
As he rose on his elbow and said:
Wrap me up with my stockwhip and blanket
And bury me deep down below,
Where the dingoes and crows can't molest me,
In the shade where the coolibahs grow.

BUSH, SONG - The Dying Stockman

"The place was changing
for the new season
time for thunder and lightning,
approaching wet season"