In South Australia I was born. Heave away Haul away. In South Australia 'round Cape Horn. We're bound for South Australia. Haul away your rolling king. Heave away Haul away. Haul away oh hear me sing. We're bound for South Australia. As I walked out one morning fair. Heave away Haul away. 'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair. We're bound for South Australia. There's just one thing that's on my mind. Heave away Haul away. That's leaving Nancy Blair behind. We're bound for South Australia. And as we wallop round Cape Horn. Heave away Haul away. You'll wish to God you've never been born. We're bound for South Australia.