[By A New Chum] (Air: 'So Early In The Morning.') When First I Came To Sydney Cove And Up And Down The Streets Did Rove, I Thought Such Sights I Ne'er Did See Since First I Learnt My A, B, C. Chorus Oh! It's Broiling In The Morning, It's Toiling In The Morning, It's Broiling In The Morning, It's Toiling All Day Long. Into The Park I Took A Stroll' I Felt Just Like A Buttered Roll. A Pretty Name 'The Sunny South!' A Better One 'The Land Of Drouth!' Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. Next Day Into The Bush I Went, On Wild Adventure I Was Bent, Dame Nature'S Wonders I'd Explore, All Thought Of Danger Would Ignore. Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. The Mosquitoes And Bull-Dog Ants Assailed Me Even Through My Pants. It Nearly Took My Breath Away To Hear The Jackass Laugh So Gay! Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. This Lovely Country, I've Been Told, Abounds In Silver And In Gold. You May Pick It Up All Day, Just As Leaves In Autumn Lay! Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. Marines Will Chance This Yarn Believe, But Bluejackets You Can't Deceive. Such Pretty Stories Will Not Fit, Nor Can I Their Truth Admit. Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. Some Say There'S Lots Of Work To Do. Well, Yes, But Then, 'Twixt Me And You, A Man May Toil And Broil All Day' The Big, Fat Man Gets All The Pay, Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C. Mayhap Such Good Things There May Be, But You May Have Them All, For Me, Instead Of Roaming Foreign Parts I Wish I'd Studied The Fine Arts! Chorus: Oh! It's Broiling, &C.