They mustered us with a royal din
In wearisome weeks of drought
Ere ever the half of the crops were in
Or the half of the sheds cut out

'Twas down with saddle and spurs and whip
The swagman dropped his swag
And we hurried us off to an outbound ship
To fight for the English flag

The English flag.. it is ours in sooth
We stand by it wrong or right
But deep in our hearts is the honest truth
We fought for the sake of a fight

And the English flag may flutter and wave
Where the World-wide Oceans toss
But the flag the Australian dies to save
Is the flag of the Southern Cross