We've Got A Big Brother in America
Musical score and words by

Edwin Greenslade (Dryblower) Murphy

 

Ship o' war from Yankee land, anchor'd in the bay

Underneath the flag of Uncle Sam

Built of Yankee steel

Fighting, top to keel

Yankee from the rudder to the ram

Johnathan is visiting the lonely Kangaroo

Lonely by the old Pacific Sea

But while his ships go by

We hear the warning cry

Keep the broad Pacific clean and free

 
We've a big brother in America,  Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam
The same old blood, the same old speech
The same old songs are good enough for each
We'll stand together boys
If the foe wants a flutter or a fuss
And we're hanging out the sign
From the Leeuwin to the line
This bit o' the world belongs to us

 

All Australia welcomes here, Uncle Sam and ships

Better ships no Commodore commands

While his sturdy sons

Stand beside the guns

Guns that he has fashioned with his hands

Johnathan has stretched those hands across the shining sea

Old Glory waves the world his honored name

And what the Yank can do

The lusty Kangaroo

Should give himself the chance to do the same

 

We've a big brother in America,  Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam
The same old blood, the same old speech
The same old songs are good enough for each
We'll stand together boys
If the foe wants a flutter or a fuss
And we're hanging out the sign
From the Leeuwin to the line
This bit o' the world belongs to us

 

 

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