They talk about Texas and how big it is
And rolling down that big ol' Mississipp'
They got a canyon, they think is really grand
We got a rock that would fill the whole damn thing

Fancy pick-up trucks with your shotgun racks
We got utes and 'roo bars, swags in the back
They got them light beers, a hundred different brands
They need to harden up and put a Bundy in their hand

Midnight, campfire, rum, camp muster
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, party down under
Beer, there's ball-tearing, get loud pumping
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, we know how to party down under

They play their football, helmet and shoulder pads
We run out on the field, singlet and underpants
They got their outlaws, Billy and Jesse James
We got old Ned wearing a garbage can

Wolverine, Acca Dacca, Crocodile Hunter
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, party down under
Crowbar, Peel Street, Deni Ute thunder
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, we know how to party down under
(We know how to party down)
We know how to party down under

It's how ya going?
She'll be right, cheese and kisses, trouble and strife
How's it hanging? A little to the right
Feed the chooks, had a shocker, up the creek, and he's off his rocker
In like Flynn, how's it flies? That's not a knife

Midnight, campfires, country crowds are rocking
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, party down under
Beer, there's ball-tearing, C&Cs popping
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, party down under

Wolverine, Acca Dacca, Crocodile Hunter
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, party down under
Mad Max, Dundee, these country crowds are rocking
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, we know how to party down under

We know how to party down under
(We know how to party down)
We know how to party down under
(We know how to party down)
We know how to party down
We know how to party down under