A ship is sailing into harbour A party's waiting on the shore And they're running up the flag now And they want us all to cheer
Charlie's head nearly reaches the ceiling But his feet don't touch the floor >From a prison issue blanket his body's swinging He won't dance any more Take me away from your dance floor Leave me out of your parade I have not the heart for dancing For dancing on his grave
Hunted man out on the Barcoo Broken man on Moreton Bay Hunted man across Van Diemen's Hunted man all swept away
Take me away from your dance floor Leave me out of your parade I have not the heart for dancing For dancing on his graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
