Fifteen Kilometres From Warrnambool

Fifteen kilometres or more from Warrnambool's big coastal Town
The  paddocks by the Hopkins in Summer are brown
An old land that has inspired story and rhyme
That was very old even in the  Dreamtime

Australia's first people long before the first Europeans came
For this ancient Country had a different name
Where on warm Summer evenings they had their corroborees
And out of the full sun danced in the shade of the trees

Fifteen kilometres or more from the Town of Warrnambool
The dark moorhens cry in the brown river pool
Where the Hopkins does flow and will forever more
On it's journey that ends at the Pacific shore

Where natural beauty on all Seasons is to be seen
In Winter and Spring the old paddocks look green
But in the dry spells of Summer and Autumn they look bare and brown
Fifteen kilometres or more from Warrnambool's big coastal Town.