Homesick For Meningie

Her shoulder length hair is as dark as the wing of a crow
The girl from the place where the brown Murray flow
Through bare paddocks of the Coorong to the Pacific shore
The river that will flow on forever more

With beautiful brown eyes and skin chocolate brown
An indigenous beauty from Meningie Town
Just twenty one years old close to her life's prime
Her ancestors the people of Australia's Dreamtime

Homesick for Meningie her Hometown far away
She will return to there in not too distant day
She hopes to be there for the birth of the Spring
In September when nesting birds whistle and sing

A beautiful young woman of Australia's first race
In the noisy inner city suburb she feels out of place
Home is where the heart is as some like to say
Soon she will return to Meningie to stay.