From Townsville to Greenvale
Through the ranges and gorges
The long days are dusty and
That's why we all worship
Let's please brothers camp
We're men from all nations,
Every night round the bar
that go wrong through the day
And vow that we'll snatch it
and we're soon feeling well
There's Wesley the barman
What a stir they would cause
All the secrets they've learned
On the night after payday
It's a night for the families
You can let down your hair
and come out of your shell
You can do your own thing
If you listen to the bosses
when the night's getting late
About the progress they're making,
They'd be finished this line
and the maintenance as well
If they worked like they brag
And if you think you can drink,
And they tell me old Pasta
When he gets on the birds
When this job is finished
From Townsville to Greenvale
Through the ranges and gorges
That's why we all worship
That's why we all worship