Boys’ll all be down there.
Lining up to go,
done the prestart,
rehashed the play,
footy, races come what may.
Cadel Evans out in front,
toast me back and make a start.
Make it happen, make it pay.
On and on a long wet day
Stoked the bucket,
cracked a can.
Freezin’ day,
best we can.
Mud and slush across the yard.
Shut ‘er down,
head on home.