| I’ve been around the world | 
| A couple of times or maybe more | 
| I’ve seen the sights, I’ve had delights | 
| On every foreign shore | 
| But when my mates all ask me | 
| The place that I adore | 
| I tell them right away | 
| Give me a home among the gumtrees | 
| With lots of plum trees | 
| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo | 
| A clothesline out the back | 
| Verandah out the front | 
| And an old rocking chair | 
| You can see me in the kitchen | 
| Cooking up a roast | 
| Or Vegemite on toast | 
| Just you and me, a cup of tea | 
| And later on, we’ll settle down | 
| And mull up on the porch | 
| And watch the possums play | 
| Give me a home among the gumtrees | 
| With lots of plum trees | 
| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo | 
| A clothesline out the back | 
| Verandah out the front | 
| And an old rocking chair | 
| There’s a Safeways up the corner | 
| And a Woolies down the street | 
| And a brand new place they’ve opened up | 
| Where they regulate the heat | 
| But I’d trade them all tomorrow | 
| For a little bush retreat | 
| Where the kookaburras call | 
| Give me a home among the gumtrees | 
| With lots of plum trees | 
| A bong or two, a k-kangaroo | 
| A clothesline out the back | 
| Verandah out the front | 
| And an old rocking chair | 
| Some people like their houses | 
| With fences all around | 
| Others live in mansions | 
| And some beneath the ground | 
| But me I like the bush you know | 
| With rabbits running round | 
| And a pumpkin vine out the back | 
| Give me a home among the gumtrees | 
| With lots of plum trees | 
| A sheep or two, a k-kangaroo | 
| A clothesline out the back | 
| Verandah out the front | 
| And an old rocking chair |