Third Verse to "Ancient Brits/Woad" etc.
Modern Man's become more drastic,
Keeps his pants up with elastic,
Buys his socks and coats of plastic
Down in Unley Road [or a road of your choice !]
Dacron Jumpers have no style on
Orlon undies just looks vile on.
Even Cubs would not wear nylon,
Even if it snowed.
Keep your vile synthetics
Chesty Bond athletics.
Collects the dirt
and smells of hair-oil, lothion and cosmetics.
All Together in all weather,
Never wear an ounce or cloth or leather,
Not a fig-leaf nor a feather -
We'll all stick to WOAD.
[printed in Australian Scouts' Song-book]