a little song, it's just my own, I'd like to sing for you,
a little song, it's just my own, I'd like to sing for you, about the wagon loafers and theeasy jobs they do;
 jobs like driving cape carts,we've passedus not a few! but wait til we get home!
wagon loafers con' d
chorus glory, glory, hallelujah, repeat glory, glory, hallelujah, wait til we get home! now if these lads would chuck their jobs, and come backto the ranks;
 come and share the fighting with thelads out on the flanks;
 earning with their comrades, their country's grateful thanks- to sweets, and home sweet home! at home in old newcastle, wagon loafers in a bar will sponge a drink and spin a yarn about the great boer war;
 how they made the dutchmen run in thousands, ha, ha, ha-- just wait til we get home! ------------------------------------ dave alexander of sydney gave me the word to this song years ago, before I started recording for the war memorial--he died before he got to sing it for me.