I camped one night in an empty hut On the side of a lonely hill I didn't go much on empty huts But the night was awful chill So I boiled me billy and had me tea And made sure that the door was shut Then I went to sleep in the empty bunk By the wall of the old slab shed Now it must have been in the middle of the night When I was feeling cosy and warm I woke and there at the foot of my bunk I see a horrible ghostly form It seemed in shape to be half an ape With a head like a chimpanzee And I wondered what it was doing there And what did it want with me? You may say if you please that I had DTs Or call me a crimson liar But I wish you had seen it as plain as me With it's eyes like coals of fire Then it gave a groan such a horrible moan That my blood run cold with fear And ‘There’s only the two of us here, ’ It said. ‘There’s only the two of us here!’ I kept one eye on the old hut door And one on the awful brute; For I only wanted to dress meself And get to the door and scoot But I couldn't find where I'd left me boots So I hadn’t a chance to clear And, ‘There’s only the two of us here, ’ It said. ‘There’s only the two of us here!’ I hadn’t a thing to defend meself Couldn't find a stick nor a stone And ‘There’s only the two of here!’ It said, again with a horrible moan I thought I'd better make some reply For I thought that the end was near I said 'Tarzan old man when I find my boots By hell there’ll only be one of us here.’ Well I get my hands on me number tens And out through the door I scoots And I lit the whole of the ridges up With the sparks from me blucher boots So I've never slept in a hut since then And I tremble and shake with fear When I think of the horrible brute that moaned ‘There’s only the two of us here!’