In distance far south of her home-place
A brown skinned dark haired beauty of Australia's first race
And eyes brown as a ripe chestnut one free of conceit and guile
From the Gold Coast of Queensland with sunshine in her smile
In her early twenties near the prime of her life
He would be a lucky man indeed who would win her for a wife
But in this wintry weather in Warrnambool it is cool and windy today
And behind the gray clouds the sun hidden away
When her work contract ends in September she has been known to say
That in south west Victoria she will not stay
She will go home to the Gold Coast in the early Spring
When in the sunlit parkland the pied butcherbird sing
Far north of the southern City of Warrnambool
Where the Winter days are often windy and cool.
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