C5                               G5 
Well I've ripped and dug out burrows on a sandy bulloak hill, 
  C5                         G5 
Eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill 
      A5                                              G5 
But a boy born in the Mallee doesn't find 'em hard to kill 
 

   C5                             G5 
No self-respecting farmer lets a rodent eat his wheat 
      C5                                      G5  
He'll shoot 'em and he'll skin 'em and he'll dress 'em up to eat 
    A5                                           G5 
But since the spread of mixo He's almost got 'em beat 
    G5                                          C5 
And I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee boy 
 
Where little town dogs howl at the morning train, 

Where a cocky makes a living on twelve inches of rain 

Where his woman provides and is rare to complain 

And I still love the smell of that sandy soil, 

Some say it's dusty, some say it's gold 

Cause it grows the sweetest fat lambs the markets ever sold 

And I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy, 
 

F5                      C5 
Woooo....do-do, do-do, do - doo 
    G5                                         C5 
No I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy. 
 
Where you can lose an ear on duck opening day, 

Where slickers bring their shotguns from miles away, 

And shoot the life out of shags and swans that fly their way. 

Where a bloke grows as stocky as a Mallee bull, 

Where they come from miles around to see the tractor pull, 

When the paddocks are clean and seed silos are full, 

And I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy. 
 G5                    C5 
(harmonica....................)  
 
Well I've ripped and dug out burrows on a sandy bulloak hill, 

Eradicating rabbits doesn't take a lot of skill, 

And a boy born in the Mallee doesn't find 'em hard to kill. 

But they'll never be as rare as a Quandong tree 

My grandma made some jam for my brothers and me 

They're like the Mallee Fowl you hardly ever see 

But I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy. 
    G5                                         C5 
No I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy. 
 

F5                      C5 
Woooo....do-do, do-do, do - doo 
    G5                                         C5 
No I don't mind at all if you call me a Mallee Boy. 
 G5                    C5 
(harmonica....................)