My name is Dennis O 'Reilly,
To travel this whole world over,
I sailed for the Australian Bains.
With my pack upon my shoulder,
and a black thorn in my hand,
I'll travel the bushes of Australia
Like a true -born Irishman
When I arrived in Melbourne town
The girls all jumped for joy
With his packets on his shoulder
and a blackboard in his hand
He'll travel the bushes of Australia
like a true -born Irish man
Oh, daughter, dearest daughter,
what do you intend to do?
To fall in love with an Irish man,
With his pack upon his shoulder
and a black thorn in his hand
He'll travel the bushes of Australia
like a true -born Irish man
Oh, Mother, dearest Mother,
I'll travel the bushes of Australia
With my true -born Irish man.
With my pack upon my shoulder
And a black horn in my hand,
I'll travel the bushes of Australia
With my true -born Irish man.
