The late great John Clarke was a national treasure on both sides of the Tasman. Before relocating to Australia in 1977 and starting anew as a political satirist, Clarke had created an enduring Kiwi icon in the imagination of New Zealanders – the hilariously laconic, black-singleted, gumbooted farmer, Fred Dagg. Billy Connelly had modified a traditional song, 'The Work of the Weavers, to create his 'Welly Boot Song'. In turn, Clarke transmogrified Connelly’s piece into 'The Gumboot Song', one of Fred Dagg’s greatest hits.

THE GUMBOOT SONG
(John Clarke aka Fred Dagg)

[Spoken] Kick it in the guts, Trev ...
                           
Gumboots, they are wonderful, gumboots, they are swell
'Cos they keep out the water, and they keep in the smell
And when you're sittin' round at home, you can always tell
When one of the Trevs has taken off his gumboots

(Chorus)
If it weren't for your gumboots, where would ya be?
You'd be in the hospital or infirmary
'Cos you would have a dose of the flu, or even pleurisy
If ya didn't have yer feet in yer gumboots

Now there's rugby boots and racing boots, and boots for drinkin' rum
But the only boots I'm never without, are the ones that start with ‘gum’
I've got short ones and long ones, and some up to me belt
I'm never dressed 'till I've got on me gumboots

Chorus

Whenever I sing at the opera, my gumboots are a must
They help me hit the high notes, and protect me feet from dust
They keep the water well away, so me voice won't get no rust
You will not never see me without me gumboots

Chorus

Now Rob Muldoon and Rowling, they haven't made a hit
They're ruining the country, more than just a bit
If they keep on the way they're going, we'll all be in turd
So you'd better get yer feet up yer gumboots

Chorus   (x2)

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--Stewie.