Five Miles from Gundagai

I'm used to punchin' bullock teams across the hills and plains
I've teamed outback for forty years through bleedin' hail and rain
I've lived a lot of troubles down, without a bloomin' lie
But I can't forget what happened just five miles from Gundagai

'Twas getting dark, the team got bored, the axle snapped in two
I lost me matches and me pipe, so what was I to do?
The rain it was coming on, and hungry too was I
And me dog shat in me tucker-box five miles from Gundagai

Some blokes I know have stacks of luck, no matter where they fall
But there was I, Lord love a duck, no bloody luck at all
I couldn't heat a pot of tea or keep me trousers dry
And me dog shat in me tucker-box five miles from Gundagai

Now, I can forgive the bleedin' team, I can forgive the rain
I can forgive the damp and cold and go through it again
I can forgive the rotten luck, but 'ang me till I die
I can't forgive that bloody dog, five miles from Gundagai