'Twas Sui Zo, from Noble park, that caught the V8 craze;
He traded away that good old ute that served him many days;
He dressed himself in driving clothes, resplendent to be seen;
He hurried off to Getronics land and bought a shining new machine;
And as he drove it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you drive?"
"See here, young man," said Sui Zo, "from Walgett to the sea,
From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh , there's none can drive like me.
I'm good all round at everything, as everybody knows,
Although I'm not the one to talk - I hate a man that blows.
But driving is my special gift, my chiefest, sole delight;
Just ask a wild duck can it swim, an Ant1can he fight.
There's nothing clothed in hair or hide, or built of flesh or steel,
There's nothing walks or jumps, or runs, on axle, hoof, or wheel,
But what I'll sit, while hide will hold and girths and straps are tight:
I'll drive this here four-wheeled concern right straight away at sight."
'Twas Sui Zo, from Noble park, that sought his own abode,
That perched above the South eastern carpark, beside the railroad.
He turned the vehicle down the highway and excellerated into the fray ,
But ere he'd gone a dozen yards it bolted clean away.
It left the road, and through the trees, just like a bronzy muck ,
It roared along the emergency strip, towards the broken down truck.
It shaved the truck by half an inch, it dodged a big white box :
The very motorcycles in fright went scrambling up the rocks,
The other people hiding in their cars swerved to right and left,
As Sui Zo, as white as chalk, sat tight and drove with deft.
It struck a stone and ner gave a spring, Sui needed to go wee,
It raced beside a crash barrier as close as close could be;
And then as Sui Zo let out one last despairing shriek
It made a leap of twenty feet into an empty street.
'Twas Sui Zo from noble park, that slowly parked the car:
He said, "I've had some narrer shaves and lively rides before;
I've rode a ZX-6 round the block to win a five-pound bet,
But this was the most awsom ride that I've encountered yet.
I'll give that four-wheeled outlaw best; It's shaken all my nerve
To feel it whistle through the air and plunge and buck and swerve.
It's safe at rest park here, in street, but i give it another go;
A simple life isn't good enough henceforth for good ole' Sui Zo."
- Sui Zo Vs. Banjo Patterson