I knew a ma-an in Arnhem Land Whose name will li-ive forever A dark and passionate man was he And his name was Na-amatjira He painted o-only what he saw And di...

One night when drovin' sheep, my companions lay asleep There was no star to luminate the sky I was dreamin' I suppose, for my eyes were partly closed When a ver...

Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong Under the shade of a Coolabah tree And he sang as he watched and waited while his billy boiled You'll come a-waltzin...