Lyrics:
Meet me in the Front Bar at Birdsville The Birdsville Pub’s the place I’m gonna be Where the hats hang on the wall And the tales are mighty tall
He sat by the door of the grand old Birdsville Pub His swag and gera was guarded by a faithful heeler dog He wore a shirt that would blind ya
Lismore, Mooloolaba, Nambour Maroochydore, Kilmore, Murwillumbah, Birdsville, Emmaville, Wallaville, Cunnarnulla, Condamine, Strathpine, Proserpine,
already no every mutha hood n mobile n motha fuckn birdsville all that good shit off in the fuckin backwoods they still hatin
That's how the boomerang came to be They made it from a boomerang tree Boomerang, boomerang, kangaroo tail Roly-poly, Birdsville Mail New chum, new chum
I've been everywhere I've been to Timber Creek, Tennant Creek, Tully and Sarina, Townsville, Birdsville, Roma and Mareeba Cunnamulla, Muttaburra,
attached to Fred took his last breath on Birdsville steps I hope you make it out This for the ones that's still there You got two options in the hood
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