Lyrics:

Hard hit by drought in Queensland and all the neighbouring states
I learned how bad things really were from a couple of ringer mates
And every word they told me, I'd like you all to hear
The following stories told to me will give you some idea
In the western town of Boulia, conditions are so grim
The frogs are rising ten-year-old and haven't learned to swim
While waiting for the drought to break, they're not contempt to lie
But climb and jump from the nearest tree
In the hopes they'll learn to fly
There's a place called Heartbreak Corner, so dry there are no tears
Lived a boundary rider and his son, a lad of 16 years
A raindrop smacked him on the brow, he cleared out just because
And we caught him up at the ten-mile bore, he didn't know what it was
And the further out, the worse it gets, it's well beyond a joke
So dry, in fact, they're smoking pipes, they can't lick down a smoke
And sticky tape holds down the stamps on letters outward bound
The drought is on, and men can't sweat in a dehydrated town
A city chap came to the bush to analyse the drought
At Bourke, he asked a squatter how his stock where hanging out
Six years of drought, how were his stock? He'd drive this pest away
"They were both alright when I seen 'em last, and that was yesterday"
Old man, drought and searing heat take jokes from bad to worse
What a fool I'll look with this here song if the season's in reverse
But the time will come when hungry stock can only chew their cud
It's a well-known fact out in the west
They seen all drought and flood