What was once lost is now found. "Kill the fatted calf"
Bill From Erskinville Don Henderson.
Well I'm pleased to meet you my name's Bill
And I'm working in a factory in Erskinville
Conditions are tough and it's really a crime
But you get a few dollars worth of overtime
Hooray ain't life grand?
I'm saving me deposit for a block of land
Well I met a young fella selling real estate
And he's runnin' from the coppers in another state
He's the friend if a generous gent
Who's lending out money at twenty percent
Hooray life's a lark
I'm swimmin' in the waters with a finance shark
I had a few dollars in a poker machines
And I won a dollar forty when it paid three Queens
Now I chase the aces round the reels
And I can't afford the money to pay for meals
Hooray feed the slot.
Heave upon the handle(push all the buttons) 'till you've lost the lot
I had a few dollars on a short priced horse
That was runnin' in the welter on the Rose Hill course
But too much weight and too little pace.
And the bugger finished twelfth in a twelve horse race
Hooray faithful nag
Carryin' me money to the bookies bag
I said to me wife " Well it's reached the stage
Where we can't manage on a single wage"
Now she pulls beer in the pub saloon
And me kids run wild in the afternoon
Hooray ain't life grand
I'm drinkin' the deposit for me block of land
But I'm pleased to meet you my name's Bill
And I'm workin' in a factory in Erskinville.