New South Wales Sweetheart
I want a good stiff wind to billow my sails.
Send my ship sailing straight to New South Wales.
I want to see my dearest, sweetest honey.
To me, this woman is more valuable than money.
I tell you, this doll is nothing short of terrific.
If it wasn’t so far, I could swim the South Pacific.
A trip to see my Aussie sweetheart is long overdue.
When I get there, I will be hopping like a kangaroo.
Just get me there via the quickest way.
I want to leave to see my sweetheart today.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2014
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