Bound For South Australia

When we lolloped 'round Cape Horn

Heave away, haul away

Wish to God you'd never been born

Bound for South Australia

Heave away, you rolling king

Heave away, haul away

Heave away, now hear me sing

We're bound for South Australia

We've got a good ship and a jolly crew

And a good captain and first mate too

Kiama girls they've got no combs

They brush their hair with schnappers bones

Now Lisa Lee she promised me

When I return she'll marry me

And now I’m bound for a foreign land

With a bottle of whisky in my hand

I’ll drink a glass to the foreign shore

And one to the girl that I adore

Oh, South Australia is my home

From South Australia I’ll never roam