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

The 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

The 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 want to see real beauties? our forests cant be past
mountain streams and waterfalls, we really have it all
and 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
because a youthful land we are, we've bowed our heads to toil