I just came across this version of the song

The West Australian Wednesday 24 November 1886 p.3
http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/3759595


FROM THE "PINK 'UN."

O ! my rum pals, my ben culls, and barrakers,
My old lags and scampsmen so gay,
My blooming bushrangers and larrikins,
On the Shores of Old Botany Bay.

In the days of our youth I've a noshiun,
From rectitoods path we did stray,
So they shipped us across the salt o-shiun,
To do time at Botany Bay.

But now we've returned to these British shores,
Where we 'opes for a long time to stay,
They calls has us Colonial Visitors,
Not menshioning Botany Bay.

And we pal on with Dukes, Lords and Markisses
Which our manners is strickly O.K.
And they don't make no nasty remarkises,
Respectu-ing Botany Bay.

O ! the fakes they get up to please as is
Quite lovely in every way,
And they've made us all K.C.M.G.esuses,
Vich you can't do in Botany Bay.

(Sing) Tooral lal looral lal laddidi,
(Also) Tooral lal looral liday,
(Likewise) Tooral lal looral lal laddidi,
(Not forgetting) Tooral lal looral liday.