The spreads up north are pretty big and the western runs are wide But the brand of the mob with the largest patch, covers the country side Up the eastern coast an' the far north run Castlemaine to Pacific sea There's a red and white of Thompson's rig, haulin' for the Double T Haulin' for the Double T, that's haulin' for the Double T There's a red and white of Thompson's rig, haulin' for the Double T. Hey! Sheep, spuds for Roma, general freight, containers for Geelong The Kenny's howlin' when changin' down the Kirra Ousley run The Louie Hills are here and gone an' Adelaide by dawn Palette up and fuelled the log book rules, next stop Highway One. Hey! Haulin' for the Double T, that's haulin' for the Double T There's a red and white of Thompson's rig, haulin' for the Double T Instrumental Like that fool on the lonely mule and the golden nuggets roar Thompson's Transport truck on down an' Shepparton by four Here's health to the men from Th*mo's mob and keep that fun ole tree Run to the lad who'll follow his dad haulin' for the Double T Haulin' for the Double T, that's haulin' for the Double T There's a red and white of Thompson's rig, haulin' for the Double T (Let's sing chaps) Haulin' for the Double T, that's haulin' for the Double T There's a red and white of Thompson's rig haulin' for the Double T Haulin' for the Double T