By Lake Wendouree

In Ballarat off of Pleasant Street by Lake Wendouree
The familiar calls of the magpie larks the birds known to some as pee wee
From the pee wee sounding intermittent calls that they are known to make
Near where the female black duck are quacking on the waters of the lake

By Lake Wendouree a year ago on a nice Summer's day
I met the Rose of Wendouree memories of her with me stay
With shoulder length wavy hair  as dark as raven's wing and lovely sloe blue eyes
A lovely young woman in life's prime without conceit to disguise

In a place of such beauty she did not seem out of place
She said hello in greeting with a smiling pretty face
Wherever she is at today joy is to be found
For she carries it with her and shares it around

A silver billed magpie was warbling on a black wattle tree
When i met her on the pathway by the lake of Wendouree
A beautiful young woman in the bloom of her prime
A memory from a few years ago that will not fade with time.