Thank you katlaughing.
Peace in fact posted the Limejuice Tub ( It's home it's home I'd like to be, not humpin' me drum in the sheep country...)but yer man Bob and others have come to the aid of the party, posting the words I was after.

A late friend of mine, one Joe Paolacci, (author of the song 'The Southern Cross is Calling'), used to sing a grand version of this song. We're intending to launch a CD of his original work this Easter at the Australian National folk festival, and I think we'll sing a great many other songs in his memory, including this one. Sung to a fine old Irish air that I've heard the Chieftains do, though more memorably done by John Martin (with fuzzed and flanged electric guitar! and the one and only Danny Thompson bowing the bass). I can't recall the gaelic name of the tune, but in English it's something like "the fair and beautiful Eileen O'Carroll'

Love this Mudcat. Love the good work done by the good people.

"And Matilda's the defendant, she's killed hundreds, and she'll follow you wherever you may go..." to go Waltzing Matilda, out on the wallaby, carrying the swag, the burden, the curse; humping the drum, the bluey, the parcel, the shiralee, the national debt...
swagman, swagger, swaggie, drifter, hobo, itinerant, vagabond, layabout, deadbeat, bowerbird, star-hoteller, riverbanker, tea-and-sugar burglar, sundowner... there were a lot of them, yes.

One last thing(!?) 'the great "Byno"' makes no sense. Without recourse to my songbooks it's fair bugging me! (Sorry...)
Regards David.