A ship is sailing into harbour
A party`s waiting on the shore
And they`re running up the flag now
And they want us all to cheer
Charlie`s head nearly reaches the ceiling
But his feet don`t touch the floor
>From a prison issue blanket his body`s swinging
He won`t dance any more
Take me away from your dance floor
Leave me out of your parade
I have not the heart for dancing
For dancing on his grave
Hunted man out on the Barcoo
Broken man on Moreton Bay
Hunted man across Van Diemen`s
Hunted man all swept away
Take me away from your dance floor
Leave me out of your parade
I have not the heart for dancing
For dancing on his grave