| G | C | G | |
| Its | all for me grog, me | jolly, jolly | grog |
| D7 | |
| Its all for me beer and tob | acco |
| G | C | G | |
| 'cos I spent all my tin in the | shanty drinking | gin |
| D7 | G | |
| Now across the Western Plains I must | wand--e | r |
| ( same chords for chorus and verses ) |
| Verses: |
| I'm stiff and stony broke and I've parted with my smoke |
| And the sky is looking black as thunder |
| And the boss ofthe shanty too, for I haven't got a sou |
| Thats how they treat you when you're down and under |
| I'm crook in the head, for I haven't been to bed |
| Since I first touched this shanty with my plunder |
| I see centipedes and snakes, and I'm full of achces and shakes |
| So I'd better make a push out over yonder |
| Repentance brings reproof, so I sadly pad the hoof |
| All day I see the mirage of the trees |
| But it'll all have an end when I reach the river bend |
| And listen to the sighing of the breeze |