@migu music@

There's a track winding back to an old fashioned shack

Along the road to Gundagai

Where the blue gums are growing, the Murrumbidgee's flowing

Beneath that sunny sky

Where my Mummy and Daddy are waiting for me

Where the pals of my childhood are waiting for me

So no more will I roam till I'm headed right for home

On the road to Gundagai

There's an old fashioned Ford made of rubber, tin and board

Along the road to Gundagai

The radiator's hissing, and half the engine's missing

The oil tank's running dry

There's water in the petrol and sand in the gears

And it hasn't seen a garage for more than twenty years

But O lord hear the roar when the pedal hits the floor

Along the road to Gundagai.