Interlude
How about a song from Totara Joe.
Oh I can’t sing!
Come on, Joe! A bit of accompaniment will knock the rough edges off.
All right, you asked for it! I’ll tell you about the time me old mate got me into trouble up in the big smoke.
Ukulele accompaniment
Verse
I don’t wanna start a real ding-dong go,
I’m drinkin’ your grog and I’m feeling good oh!
But I’m telling you mate, if me cobber was here,
You’d be likely to cop a real cork at the ear
Chorus
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker!
Me ole mate, yeah he’d give you his eyes,
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker,
But he don’t like smart guys!
Verse
Yer talk pretty good, and ye dress real flash,
That jalopy outside must’ve cost you some cash,
Yer head’s pretty cute, and ya smell like a rose,
But me cobber would give you a dong on the nose.
Chorus
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker!
Me ole mate, he’d give you his eyes,
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker,
But he don’t like smart guys!
Verse
I’m warning you mate, though he’s proper mild,
The big time stuff makes me cobber real wild,
As a matter of fact seeing he isn’t here,
On me cobber's behalf, have a smack in the ear.
Chorus
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker!
Me ole mate, he’d give you his eyes,
Me ole mate, he’s a real good joker,
But he don’t like smart guys!
Ah no he don’t like smart guys!
Lyrics transcribed by Josephine Gur