Brisbane Harbour

Prick your finger, it is done
 Turn your face into the sun
 Roll her out and spread her wings
 The time has come for better things
 All down to Brisbane Harbour
 Face the cold and bitter spray
 Strain your muscles pine away
 For the day we go ashore
 To see the faces we adore
 All down to Brisbane Harbour
 So
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Heave away your capstan, bullies
 All aboard the flying Jenny
 Down to Brisbane Harbour
 Liza fair and Judy Lee
 Balancing upon your knee
 That gin and whiskey flowing free
 A gentle breeze from off the sea
 Right down to Brisbane Harbour
 But boys, I know you are aware
 Queensland girls are fierce and fair
 That pretty hand upon your knee
 Could be the last thing that you see
 In good old Brisbane Harbour
 So
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Heave away your capstan, bullies
 All aboard the flying Jenny
 Down to Brisbane Harbour
 Leviathan was on the deep
 Around us nightly he would creep
 Rose up like a bugaboo
 And smashed a gunwale clean in two
 All down to Brisbane Harbour
 Huxley got him on his side
 Dragged him around upon the tide
 But he snatched up clean away
 And lived to prowl another day
 All down to Brisbane Harbour
 So
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Heave away your capstan, bullies
 All aboard the flying Jenny
 Down to Brisbane Harbour
 Coral Sea is rolling strong
 West wind batters us along
 When upon the morning light
 Fair Morton island hoves in sight
 Down to Brisbane Harbour
 11 weeks from Plymouth town
 To the horn and straight around
 But neither wind nor rolling tide
 Can match the dangers here inside
 Of good old Brisbane Harbour
 So
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Heave away your capstan, bullies
 All aboard the flying Jenny
 Down to Brisbane Harbour
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Jump up Jack, get down
 Heave away your capstan, bullies
 All aboard the flying Jenny
 Down to Brisbane Harbour