Beatles and Rolf Harris singing a special Beatly version of Tie Me Kangaroo Down with quite a few mistakes, which make this recording so appealing here ya go with the lyrics.

Rolf isn't held in the best regard these days but his songs are classic's.

Rolf: Fellas you feel like singing a chorus with me?

Beatles: yehh mmm okay yup etc etc

Rolf: Theres enthusiasm for you Ill give you a rough idea how it goes, it starts off with me going like this a one, two, a one two three four

Wobble board starts up

Rolf: And you come in with me Paul/STRIKE

And you come in in E, Paul

All together thats nice ha ha

There's an old Australian stockman, lying, dying. ahh..and he gets himself up onto one elbow and he turns to his four mates who are gathered around and he says.....

Cut your hair once a year boys,

Cut your hair once a year

If it covers your ears you cant hear boys

So cut your hair once a year

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo

Tie me kangaroo *Rolf do you have to do that* down sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooooo

Rolf: ha ha, dear oh dearI forget the words now...take care of me, make sure, look out after me...keep goin....

Beatles: haha, woooooooo *Paul take care look after me,cant hear the rest*

Don't ill treat me pet dingo ringo

Dont ill treat me pet dingo!

They cant understand your lingo, ringo

So don't ill treat me pet dingo

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo

Tie me kangaroo down sport

Tie me kangaroo down

I think George's guitar is on the blink I think

George's guitar is on the blink

It shouldnt go mmmngaaa. mmmngaaa, mmmngaaa Plink

Okay now thats really on the blink

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo

Tie me kangaroo down sport

Tie me kangaroo down

Prop me up by the wall, Paul

Prop me up by the wall,

Ill scream and cheer till I fall Paul

If youll prop me up by the wall

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo *Rolf: thats where it should be, there woooooo

Tie me kangaroo down sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooooo

Keep the hits coming on John

Keep the hits coming on

At least until after Im gone, John

Keep the hits coming on

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo

Tie me kangaroo *Rolf I got it* down sport

Tie me kangaroo down

Rolf: give us a bit of diddiddydid thats it

And with his very last gasp, he says...

Tan me hide when death comes chums

*Rolf coughs a bit and says oh dear*

Tan me hide when death comes

So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde,

And Ringo's got it on his drums!

All together now

Tie me kangaroo down, sport

Tie me kangaroo down Wooooooooo

Tie me kangaroo down sport

Tie me kangaroo down

Ha ha ha what a phony bunch of laughter that was what about messing up that ending after all the rehearsal we did at least once?

John: you forgot the words didn't ya Rolf?