White Australia bold and free
Our national policy
We mean to face the conquest as a nation
Our northern territory
No longer is to be
The open gate of coloured immigration
This continent of ours
Is now a White man’s land
And not for alien surplus population
Britain’s sons shall now maintain
An Anglo-Saxon’s reign
To rule and guide Australia’s destination
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
We have nestled in the fold
Of a navy brave and bold
That has ruled and reigned supreme quite unmolested
A navy we must own
So that we can hold our own
Should her right to rule the seas be e’er contested
Ten thousand miles away
The British Navy lay
Just far enough to mean a sure surrender
Unless this sunny land
Can enter hand in hand
With power combined to fight for White Australia
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
It is plain for all to see
That the future is to be
A struggle to defend Australia, home and beauty
The conflict has begun
And each and every one
Must face the fact that he must do his duty
Let us train our Austral sons
To stand behind our guns
One flag, one tongue, one people’s destination
The question one and all
Must be the bugle call
To fight with all our might for White Australia
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
Our national policy
We mean to face the conquest as a nation
Our northern territory
No longer is to be
The open gate of coloured immigration
This continent of ours
Is now a White man’s land
And not for alien surplus population
Britain’s sons shall now maintain
An Anglo-Saxon’s reign
To rule and guide Australia’s destination
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
We have nestled in the fold
Of a navy brave and bold
That has ruled and reigned supreme quite unmolested
A navy we must own
So that we can hold our own
Should her right to rule the seas be e’er contested
Ten thousand miles away
The British Navy lay
Just far enough to mean a sure surrender
Unless this sunny land
Can enter hand in hand
With power combined to fight for White Australia
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
It is plain for all to see
That the future is to be
A struggle to defend Australia, home and beauty
The conflict has begun
And each and every one
Must face the fact that he must do his duty
Let us train our Austral sons
To stand behind our guns
One flag, one tongue, one people’s destination
The question one and all
Must be the bugle call
To fight with all our might for White Australia
Our policy will ever be;
Australia, Australia
Sunny south of old Britannia’s sons
Australia, The White Man’s Land
Defended by the White Man’s guns
Australia, Australia
For Anglo-Saxon race and Southern Cross
God Bless, and help us to protect
Our glorious land Australia
