Ned Kelly came round to see me today,
I guess I was dreaming - oh!
Dumbfounded I couldn't think what to say
Oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.
I beckoned him in, but he shook his head
He said "I'm a bit grubby and a bit poorly bred
I'd rather we yarned out the back in the shed
I can leave m' boots on that way"
Well, he took a stiff whisky and laid down his gun
He said "I won't keep you long, cause I've got to
run
Got to ride to the mountains before night is done"
Oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.
He said "word's got around 'bout the music you play
You truly believe in the fair dinkum way
That the bush must remain for our spirit to stay
And we must have a flag of our own!"
He said "I learned long ago when I was still young
Like the lizard that spits and sticks out his tongue
Oh the way to get shot is to carry a gun
Oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.oh.
"There's a new world order!", the leaders all shout
And everyone's frantic they're gonna miss out
And the red, white and blues are still marching about
Oh we must have a flag of our own"
'Cause this is Australia and that's where we're from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
Oh we must have a flag of our own!
