With the blue Coolabah and the red sunset And the green Mitchell gra** I'll stay Right before my eyes I see the Barwon River rise And it washes all my worrying away It's a good night for a campfire tonight With a clear sky and a half-moon I might Grab a yabbie-tin, throw a line in And con a Cod fish to bite
It's all quiet in Walgett tonight The publican has turned out the light Just a little frog on a river log Looking for a fight But most of all, hold me tonight With the Milky Way and the Southern Cross I might Drink a little beer, whisper in your ear I'm yours all right