Below is an apocryphal 3rd verse. It bears no relation to the original 'Bobby McGee', but a bit of fun. In other variants, the narrative travels not to Sydney, but to Queensland. Or the Rugby league T-shirt is Eastern Suburbs, not Penrith. And the treasured autograph is from another 1970s Aussie sporting hero, cricketer Dennis Lillee. The folk process at work.

Lastly, my apologies to anyone offended by that fateful last line of the chorus. Like a lot of folk songs, best seen as a creature of its time.

A 3RD VERSE

So Cheryl and her commie mate got married in North Sydney
He’s a bank clerk, she’s a bank clerk too
He plays the pokies at the RSL, she watches Country Practice
Cos in Pennant Hills there’s bugger-all to do
And I wonder if she thinks of me, as she
Microwaves her hubby’s tea, and the
Youngest kid has filled its pants again
As she downs another Valium
If she wonders what’s become of me
She’ll have to go and ask her sister Jane