Four in hand held horses back
Back along the Bendigo run
Run over roads; carry gold stack
Stack to deliver, shining like sun

Sun rising in the east, coach black
Black as night, horses lathered by run
Run mares led the geldings, rough track
Track was dark before gold was taken

Taken by robbers; women copped flack
Flack from the men who hired some
Some were tarts, some were black
Black women from tribes they'd come

Come to Bendigo gold rush attack
Attack any digger; must stake a ton
Ton of ore, break your back
Back to the diggings, watching the sun

Sun rose as coach ended with a black
Black men with guns shot driver's lung
Lung wound fatal, he fell over stack
Stack unloaded while passengers sung

Sung drunkenly as they bent their back
Back to camp the blacks took quarter ton
Ton of gold they wished for in fact
Fact was, troopers found all but one