Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve
Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve

Everyday he wrestled snakes in shorts
Some were "beauties" on the tube
Others were the angry sorts
Everyday was "Krikey, mate",
Every critter's turn
Yes, when Steve the Croc Hunter got here
Everybody got to laugh and learn

Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve
Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve

He liked to go peek in the nest
He liked to swim and climb
But jumping logs and getting chased
Is not how we spend time
Everyone thought he was tough
Nothing would happen to him
When Steve the Croc Hunter got there
All the alligators took a swim

Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve
Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve

Now he is through, guess his time was due
His good luck hit the wall
One beastie came and got him
And just stilled that voice for all
Nobody could face the deep
It's sometime that every man dies
When Steve the Croc Hunter did it
Everybody could not dry their eyes

Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve
Come all the fans, come all to grieve
You'll not see nothin' like that Aussie Steve