[Verse 1] Half a mile past Woodbury's bridge, At Lower Wyong Creek, Richard Smith had a turpentine tree A hundred and forty feet. One of the old forest giants, Still standing in its place; So in nineteen oh six the Smiths came out And gathered round its base. [Chorus] Victor with Hector, Olive and May, Ernest and Albert too; Richard and Eliza, Mona and Sydney, Linda and Ella, that's who. Twelve of the Smiths made quite a crowd, As anybody could see; But twelve looked nothing much at all Under the turpentine tree. [Verse 2] Victor nursed young Hector there, Ernest stood up high; Three sat down along the front, The rest stood close nearby. They made a proper company, A dozen, one and all; But set beside that turpentine, They didn't look so tall. [Chorus] Victor with Hector, Olive and May, Ernest and Albert too; Richard and Eliza, Mona and Sydney, Linda and Ella, that's who. Twelve of the Smiths made quite a crowd, As anybody could see; But twelve looked nothing much at all Under the turpentine tree. [Instrumental] [Verse 3] In time ol’ Dick cut the old tree down And built a shed for hay; How much was left when that was done, The papers do not say. It stood a forest giant once, With branches overhead; A hundred and forty feet and more And finished as a shed. [Final Chorus] Victor with Hector, Olive and May, Ernest and Albert too; Richard and Eliza, Mona and Sydney, Linda and Ella, that's who. Twelve of the Smiths made quite a crowd, As anybody could see; But twelve looked nothing much at all Under the turpentine tree.
