Standard (EADGBE)

Mama, mama, come and listen now and I’ll tell you what I saw

I was down by the railway gates – I was feeling bored

 Then a goods train rolled up clickety-clack

You say there ain’t no special in that

 But it was crowded down, it was loaded down

 With men all wearing rags and frowns

 And if you want to listen what I’ve been told

 Tonight it’s on for young and old in our town, tonight in our town.

 Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear

 In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years

 Some say they are pickers, they are up for honest work

Some they are just hard time men, a little bit down on their luck

 So why is it you are frowning dad, when I say they’re not that bad?

 Oh they are tired men, they’re unhired men

 They ain’t slept warm since who knows when

 And if you want to listen, if you want to know,

 It’s caution to the wind they’ll throw in our town, tonight in our town

 Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear

 In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years

We are very many, and you are very few

 And if we want to steal your girls – that’s just what we will do

 ‘Cause you drove us from your cities, and you drove us from your trains

 And we are down and out in Ouyen town, and you know we are Mildura-bound

 And if you want to listen, use your brains,

You’d better let us join your train and leave this town – I hate your town

 Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear

 In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years