作曲 : John Williamson

When I think of all the men that played

That took the knocks and made the grade

The legends that the game has made

I can’t believe I’m here

I’ll wear the gold with a sleeve of green

It makes me strong it makes me keen

And I’ll go forward like a steel machine

‘Til cracks in the foe appear

Could it be a dream

My father’s son that’s me

Humbled by the truth I am

A Golden Wallaby

And I will seize the day

‘Cause it belongs to me

I have a number on my back

I am a Wallaby

And if the ball won’t roll my way

No matter how I try that day

I won’t let my temper fray

I’ll fight on ‘til the end

And I will keep a solid chin

‘Cause champions don’t always win

They’re known for coming back again

And we will make amends

Could it be a dream

My father’s son that’s me

Humbled by the truth I am

A Golden Wallaby

And I will seize the day

‘Cause it belongs to me

I have a number on my back

I am a Wallaby

Yes could it be a dream

My father’s son that’s me

I have a number on my back

I am a wallaby