Only the Two of Us Here - Slim Dusty

I camped one night in an empty hut

On the side of a lonely hill.

I didn't go much on empty huts,

But the night was awful chill.

So I boiled me billy and had me tea

And made sure that the door was shut.

Then I went to sleep in the empty bunk

By the wall of the old slab shed.

Now it must have been in the middle of the night

When I was feeling cosy and warm

I woke and there at the foot of my bunk

I see a horrible ghostly form

It seemed in shape to be half an ape

With a head like a chimpanzee

And I wondered what it was doing there,

And what did it want with me?

You may say if you please that I had DTs

Or call me a crimson liar,

But I wish you had seen it as plain as me,

With it's eyes like coals of fire.

Then it gave a groan such a horrible moan,

That my blood run cold with fear,

And ‘There’s only the two of us here, ’

It said. ‘There’s only the two of us here!’

I kept one eye on the old hut door

And one on the awful brute;

For I only wanted to dress meself

And get to the door and scoot.

But I couldn't find where I'd left me boots

So I hadn’t a chance to clear

And, ‘There’s only the two of us here, ’

it said. ‘There’s only the two of us here!’

I hadn’t a thing to defend meself,

Couldn't find a stick nor a stone,

And ‘There’s only the two of here!’

It said, again with a horrible moan.

I thought I'd better make some reply,

For I thought that the end was near,

I said "Tarzan old man when I find my boots,

By hell there’ll only be one of us here.’

Well I get my hands on me number tens

And out through the door I scoots,

And I lit the whole of the ridges up

With the sparks from me blucher boots.

So I've never slept in a hut since then,

And I tremble and shake with fear

When I think of the horrible brute that moaned,

‘There’s only the two of us here!’