Drifter Looking for Work

A drifter camped by a watering hole
Under the shade of a eukalyptus tree. 
And he sang as he watched and waited until his tea boiled,
"Who'll come a-drifting, looking for work, with me?"

[refrain]

Along came a sheep to drink at the watering hole. 
Up jumped the drifter and grabbed him with glee. 
And he sang as he stowed that sheep in his lunch bag,
"You'll come a-drifting, looking for work, with me?"

[refrain]

Up rode the landowner, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the policemen, one, two, three. 
"Whose is that sheep you've got in your lunch bag?" 
"You'll come a-drifting, looking for work, with me?"

[refrain]

Up jumped the drifter, leapt into the watering hole
"You'll never catch me alive," said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the watering hole,
"Who'll come a-drifting, looking for work, with me?"

[refrain]