The kangaroo was salty,
The beer was overproof,
And Charlie only just escaped
The anvil on the roof.
As storm clouds gathered in the South
And breezes turned to gales,
John Warner cried "All hands on deck!"
And leapt to man the sails.

CHORUS:   But it's haul upon the halyards,
                   Lash down that plate of roo -
                   I tell you, mates,
                   We had a time
                   At John and Jenny's BBQ!


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