The Wallaby Brigade

You often have been told of regiments brave and bold,     But we are the bravest in the land;     Were called the Tag-rag Band, and we rally in Queensland,     We are members of the Wallaby Brigade.                                             Chorus          Tramp, tramp, tramp across the borders,          The swagmen are rolling up, I see.          When the shearings at an end well go fishing in a bend.          Then hurrah! for the Wallaby Brigade.     When you are leaving camp, you must ask some brother tramp     If there are any jobs to be had,     Or what sort of a shop that station is to stop     For a member of the Wallaby Brigade.          Chorus: Tramp, tramp, tramp, &c.     You ask me if they want men, you ask for rations then,     If they dont stump up a warning should be made;     To teach them better sensewhy, Set fire to their fence     Is the war cry of the Wallaby Brigade.          Chorus: Tramp, tramp, tramp, &c.     The squatters thought us done when they fenced in all their run,     But a prettier mistake they never made;     Youve only to sport your dover and knock a monkey over     Theres cheap mutton for the Wallaby Brigade.          Chorus: Tramp, tramp, tramp, &c.     Now when the shearings in our harvest will begin,     Our swags for a spell down will be laid;     But when our cheques are drank we will join the Tag-rag rank,     Limeburners in the Wallaby Brigade.          Chorus: Tramp, tramp, tramp, &c.