Lyrics:

Hey, did you ever wake up in the morning On the wrong side of the bed I bit confused and yawning You go straight out the back to your shed Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed A place where he can go, somewhere to clear his head To think about the things his woman said Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed A joint to learn to read an' write, to work on his bike at night To grow up as he likes, to grow anything under lights A place to keep his tools, nuts and bolts and drills To hang a hide, to hide the dry or hang to pay the bills Well my old shed, she leaks a bit, the roof is caving in Nothing that a bloke can't fix with a few spare sheets of tin The beams are old telegraph poles, white ants have eaten them She creaks and sways on windy days and leans towards the sound Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed At the back of the shed where the dogs are fed near last years bails of lucern Sticky tall green leaves came up from thrown out seeds All it took was bantam poop, I watered 'em once and they grew some They should be prime 'bout Easter time if no nosy neighbour steals 'em Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed To weld up broken gates, a place for all his mates To come 'round Sunday arvo' for a gin A place to make a racket, to find the pipe and pack it To think about the things his woman said Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed Yeah, all Australian boys need a shed