Sunday, February 17, 2013

In The Home Of

In the home of the  moorhen, black duck and the pale eyed crow
Old Merri through the  flat country by Warrnambool flow
To Lake Pertobe en route to the Pacific at Lady Bay
It does slowly creep onwards by night and by day
The river that has inspired song, story and rhyme
It was even old in the  early Dreamtime
In Summer by the banks of the Merri in the shade of the trees
Australia's first people danced their corroborees
But sad to say by the banks of the Merri by the Pacific shore
Australia's first people may not dance never more
The Seasons do come and the Seasons do go
And eventually times becomes everyone's foe
But the old Merri river by night and by day
Flows to Lake Pertobe then to Lady Bay

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