Slim Dusty - Dinki-di Aussie
I was born in a broken down wagonette, On a far distant Queensland cattle route, And my shawl was a dusty old saddle cloth, I'm a dinki-di Aussie no doubt! I was raised on the milk of a kangaroo, And my dummy was a rum bottle cork, And my diet was damper and bully beef, I'm a dinki-di Aussie called Stork! Play now. [Instrumental] Oh that's the sound we all like Way down here. Now I went to the class of a two-up school', Where a cockatoo watched for the law, And my teacher was a bare knuckle pugilist, I'm a dinki-di Aussie for sure! Now I work in the country for many months, And some people say that I'm queer, With a fat cheque I head for the nearest town, And I bust it on horses and beer. hey! [Instrumental] I'm allergic to red tape and relations, No in-laws can yap down my ear, Oh, I'm often rough, rowdy and I drink a bit, I'm the cause of that pub with no beer. Then finally I go to that other land, A preacher once told me "It's true", Oh, he said "The reception would be very warm, To dinki-di Aussies like you." Â‘Cause I was born in a broken down wagonette, And my dummy was a rum bottle cork, And my diet was damper and bully beef, I'm a dinki-di Aussie called Stork! I'm a dinki-di Aussie called Stork!