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There's a track winding back to an old fashioned shackAlong the road to GundagaiWhere the blue gums are growing, the Murrumbidgee's flowingBeneath that sunny skyWhere my Mummy and Daddy are waiting for meWhere the pals of my childhood are waiting for meSo no more will I roam till I'm headed right for home On the road to GundagaiThere's an old fashioned Ford made of rubber, tin and boardAlong the road to GundagaiThe radiator's hissing, and half the engine's missingThe oil tank's running dryThere's water in the petrol and sand in the gearsAnd it hasn't seen a garage for more than twenty yearsBut O lord hear the roar when the pedal hits the floor Along the road to Gundagai. Aus Songtexte Mania