(
Bruce Woodley and Dobe Newton)I came from the dream time, from the dusty red soil plains,I am the ancient heart - the keeper of the flame,I stood upon the rocky shore, I watched the tall ships come,
For forty thousand years I'd been the first Australian.
We are one but we are many
And from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,
And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.I came upon the prison ship bound down by iron chains
I cleared the land, endured the lash and waited for the rains.I'm a settler, I'm a farmer's wife on a dry and barren run
A convict then a free man, I became Australian.I'm the daughter of a digger who sought the mother lode
The girl became a woman on the long and dusty road
I'm a child of the depression, I saw the good times come
I'm a bushy, I'm a battler, I am Australian.
We are one but we are many
And from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,
And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.I'm a teller of stories, I'm a singer of songs
I am Albert Namatjira, and I paint the ghostly gums
I am Clancy on his horse, I'm Ned Kelly on the run
I'm the one who waltzed Matilda, I am Australian.I'm the hot wind from the desert, I'm the black soil of the plains
I'm the mountains and the valleys, I'm the drought and flooding rains
I am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers when they run
The spirit of this great land, I am Australian.
We are one but we are many
And from all the lands on earth we come,we share a dream,
And sing with one voice,I am, you are, we are Australian.
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