In Illowa In October

The paddocks lush and green and the wild birds do sing
In Illowa in October in the prime of the Spring
The meadows being mowed for baled silage or hay
And on nutritious young grass cattle gaining weight by the day
On the roadside margins of the Southern Cross road in their yellow flowers
The capeweed in their billions in bloom after recent Spring showers
The warm air full of the buzzing of bush flies and nectar gathering bees
Taking nectar from the blossoms and flowers on the bushes and trees
The magpies kept busy by their fully fledged brood
Who though out of the nest keep constantly begging for more and more food
Feeding their young in their cup shaped mud nest on fork of branch of tree
The black and white magpie larks are calling pee wee
In the blue and sunny sky just a few clouds of gray
And the blackbird are singing in Illowa today.