Austral Dreaming

From Byron bay to Broome on rolling russet plains beauty shine’s the Kimberly when the northern territory rains My heart will always weep when the scent of wattle’s lost gum trees out of sight my world lays unembossed Kookaburra laughs as dawn lights us with grace we really love to giggle even wearing egg on face our words are sometimes drawled but wait theres a but when we get excited ? is when things start heating up In Pub’s and R.S.L’s your bound to meet good blokes even cheeky sheilas who don’t mind a dirty joke at everything we do we strive to reach the stars even when we’re older and writing our memoirs A country mixed in color of every different race But every one of us Is a heartbeat of this place creative souls are we building from red soil everything we have was made from honest spoils Kooris and the white folk get along alright but sometimes when they drink they start aground to fight the old men roar with laughter the ladies are aghast publican runs yelling hes red enough to blast Eucalypt and kangaroos are some of our trademarks if you want to see real beauties our forests cant be past mountain streams and waterfalls we really have it all even in a snowfall we’ve had a bloody ball Whiteness lines our shores kissed with foamy waves lining round our border is a multitude of caves rain-forest glistens plants are rich with life I really hate to see them get in global strife Cyclones rage our shores fire our summer nights beauty rests within our hearts and red-gum minds no different are our faces in this far-reaching world but because a youthful land we are we’ve bowed our heads to toil