| I’ve been around the world
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| A couple of times or maybe more
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| I’ve seen the sights, I’ve had delights
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| On every foreign shore
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| But when my mates all ask me
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| The place that I adore
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| I tell them right away
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| Give me a home among the gumtrees
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| With lots of plum trees
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| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo
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| A clothesline out the back
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| Verandah out the front
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| And an old rocking chair
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| You can see me in the kitchen
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| Cooking up a roast
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| Or Vegemite on toast
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| Just you and me, a cup of tea
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| And later on, we’ll settle down
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| And mull up on the porch
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| And watch the possums play
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| Give me a home among the gumtrees
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| With lots of plum trees
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| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo
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| A clothesline out the back
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| Verandah out the front
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| And an old rocking chair
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| There’s a Safeways up the corner
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| And a Woolies down the street
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| And a brand new place they’ve opened up
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| Where they regulate the heat
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| But I’d trade them all tomorrow
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| For a little bush retreat
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| Where the kookaburras call
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| Give me a home among the gumtrees
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| With lots of plum trees
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| A bong or two, a k-kangaroo
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| A clothesline out the back
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| Verandah out the front
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| And an old rocking chair
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| Some people like their houses
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| With fences all around
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| Others live in mansions
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| And some beneath the ground
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| But me I like the bush you know
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| With rabbits running round
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| And a pumpkin vine out the back
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| Give me a home among the gumtrees
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| With lots of plum trees
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| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo
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| A clothesline out the back
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| Verandah out the front
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| And an old rocking chair |