| Lullaby are sing now over a decade, it is what mothers sung to their young children to sleep very well | |
| We're happy little Vegemites, As bright as bright can be. We all enjoy our Vegemite For Breakfast, Lunch and Tea. Our mummies say we're growing stronger Every single week. Because we love our Vegemite We all adore our Vegemite It puts a rose in every cheek. |
One potato, two potato, Three potato, four, Five potato, six potato, Seven potato, more! |
| It's of a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name Of poor but honest parents He was born in Castlemaine He was his father's only hope His mother's pride and joy And so dearly did the parents love Their wild colonial boy. Then come along my hearties And we'll roam the mountains high Together we will plunder Together we will die. We'll wander o'er the valleys And we'll gallop over plains And we'll scorn to live in Slavery bound down in iron chains. Twas in eighteen hundred and sixty five He started his wild career With a heart that had no danger No foeman did he fear He stuck up the Royal Mail beach coach Aand robbed Judge MacEvoy With a tremble hand gave up the gold To the wild colonial boy. As John rode out one morning And riding slowly on When listening to the little birds They sweetly sang their song He spied three mounted troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy, All riding up to capture The wild colonial boy. Surrender now Jack Doolan You see there's three to one Surrender in the Queen's name It's of a victory won He fired at trooper Kelly And he brought him to the ground And returning right to Davis He received a mortal wound. |
The sailor went to sea, sea, sea To see what he could see, see, see But all that he could see, see, see Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea The sailor went to chop, chop, chop To see what he could chop, chop, chop But all that he could chop, chop, chop Was the bottom of the deep blue chop, chop, chop The sailor went to knee, knee, knee To see what he could knee, knee, knee But all that he could knee, knee, knee Was the bottom of the deep blue knee, knee, knee The sailor went to toe, toe, toe To see what he could toe, toe, toe But all that he could toe, toe, toe Was the bottom of the deep blue toe, toe, toe The sailor went to Timbuktu, To see what he could Timbuktu But all that he could Timbuktu Was the bottom of the deep blue Timbuktu The sailor went to sea, chop, knee, toe, Timbuktu To see what he could sea, chop, knee, toe, Timbuktu That all that he could sea, chop, knee, toe, Timbuktu Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, chop, knee, toe, Timbuktu |
| I like Aeroplane Jelly, Aeroplane Jelly for me. I like it for dinner, I like it for tea, A little each day is a good recipe! The quality's high as the name will imply, It's made from pure fruit, one more good reason why I like Aeroplane Jelly, Aeroplane Jelly for me... ba-boom! | |