You Often Have Been Told Of Regiments Brave And Bold, But We Are The Bravest In The Land; We're Called The Tag-Rag Band, And We Rally In Queensland, We Are Members Of The Wallaby Brigade. Chorus Tramp, Tramp, Tramp Across The Borders, The Swagmen Are Rolling Up, I See. When The Shearing'S At An End We'll Go Fishing In A Bend. Then Hurrah! For The Wallaby Brigade. When You Are Leaving Camp, You Must Ask Some Brother Tramp If There Are Any Jobs To Be Had, Or What Sort Of A Shop That Station Is To Stop For A Member Of The Wallaby Brigade. Chorus: Tramp, Tramp, Tramp, &C. You Ask Me If They Want Men, You Ask For Rations Then, If They Don't Stump Up A Warning Should Be Made; To Teach Them Better Sense'Why, 'Set Fire To Their Fence' Is The War Cry Of The Wallaby Brigade. Chorus: Tramp, Tramp, Tramp, &C. The Squatters Thought Us Done When They Fenced In All Their Run, But A Prettier Mistake They Never Made; You've Only To Sport Your Dover And Knock A Monkey Over' There'S Cheap Mutton For The Wallaby Brigade. Chorus: Tramp, Tramp, Tramp, &C. Now When The Shearing'S In Our Harvest Will Begin, Our Swags For A Spell Down Will Be Laid; But When Our Cheques Are Drank We Will Join The Tag-Rag Rank, Limeburners In The Wallaby Brigade. Chorus: Tramp, Tramp, Tramp, &C.