(Tex Morton)

I went broke in Western Queensland in 1931,

Nobody would employ me so my swaggy days begun.

I headed out through Charlieville to the western towns,

I was on my way to Roma, destination Darling Downs.

Hey my pants were getting ragged, my shoes were getting thin,

And when we stopped at Mitchell, a goods train shunted in,

The engine blew her whistle, I was looking I could see,

She was on her way to Roma, that was very plain to me.

And I wish that I was 16 stone and only 7 foot tall,

I'd go back to Western Queensland and beat up Sergeant Small.

Well as I sat and watched her, inspiration seemed to grow,

And I remember the Government slogan,