you've heard about ned kelly and those other famous crooks
i've seen them on the tv
i've seen them in my picture books
well
here's a little song about a bloke so bad and mean
an evil
vicious outlaw
the worst there's ever been
oh
out in the bush where the kookaburras fly where the gum trees reach to the clear blue sky
there's a cave in the hillside where i hide
i'm a big
bad bush-bushranger
deep in the cave there's a big
black hole that's filled to the brim with locks of gold
and diamond rings and things i stole
i'm a big
bad bush-bush ranger
late at night when the sun goes down and everyone's asleep in town
i count all my money in my dressing gown
i'm a big
bad bush-bushranger
i'm a bush
i'm a bush
i'm a bush-bush ranger
runnin' from the law
livin' on danger
bang
bang
hands up
stick 'em up straight
i'm a big
bad bush-bush ranger
got a rope and a whip and a gun
of course
i'm chased everywhere by the bush police-force
while i ride through the night on my big black horse
i'm a big
bad
bush-bush ranger
and when the townsfolk see me ride they lock all the doors and stay inside
and find a place that's safe to hide
i'm a big
bad
bush-bush ranger
i ride thirty miles through the wind and hail to hold up a bank or the royal mail
i give all my money to my girlfriend
gayle
i'm a big
bad
bush-bush ranger
i'm a bush
i'm a bush
i'm a bush-bush ranger
runnin' from the law
livin' on danger
bang
bang
hands up
stick'em up straight
i'm a big
bad bush-bushranger
i sleep every mornin' till half past nine
have m'brekky in bed
then rise and shine
get dressed in my best for my life of crime