A Flag of Our Own Songtext
von John Williamson

Ned Kelly came ′round to see me today
I guess I was dreaming, oh-oh-oh-oh
Dumbfounded, I couldn't think what to say
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I beckoned him in, but he shook his head
He said, "I′m a bit grubby and a bit poorly bred
I'd rather we yarned out the back in the shed
I can leave m' boots on that way"

Well, he took a stiff whisky and laid down his gun
He said, "I won′t keep you long, ′cause I've got to run
Got to ride to the mountains before night is done"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh


He said, "Word′s got around 'bout the music you play
You truly believe in the fair dinkum way
That the bush must remain for our spirit to stay
And we must have a flag of our own"

He said, "I learned long ago when I was still young
Like the lizard that spits and sticks out his tongue
Oh, the way to get shot is to carry a gun"
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

"There′s a new world order", the leaders all shout
And everyone's frantic they′re gonna miss out
And the red, white and blues are still marching about
Oh, we must have a flag of our own

'Cause this is Australia and that's where we′re from
We′re not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own


Yeah, this is Australia and that's where we′re from
We're not Yankee side-kicks or second class Poms
And tell the Frogs what they can do with their bomb
And we must have a flag of our own