You can sing your songs of spinifex and horse-like gingerbex
And outlaws such as Curio, the meanest on four legs
And when the flags are flying at a big-time rodeo
It's the boys who ride the search who really make the show
He's a knight in leather armor and he sits on a leather throne
He's a bushman and a battler and a breed all of his own
So when the gates fly open and he brings out all his shoes
You can dip your head and raise your voice, he's worthy of salute
De-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-de
Here we go
They're dynamite in high heel boots, they're men who've learned their trade
In the toughest school of the big owl, back to school where men are made
Rough riders and their oak, and the bulldog for a thrill
They take their chance and bite the dust, never mind the spill
He's a knight in leather armour, and he sits on a leather throne
He's a bushman and a battler, and a breed all of his own
So when the gates fly open, and he rakes out of his shoes
You can lift your hand and raise your voice, he's a worthy obsolete
De-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-oh de-de, de-de, de-de, de-de
Thank you very much everyone