The Man From Banteer

Well into his seventies and when on the beer
In the local he sing the man from Banteer
Without the responsibility of children or wife
A character of sorts and one who laughs at life

He has not been in Banteer for forty five years
But for the what was he has shed his last tears
He says in this southern Land i will die
If i did tell you different this would be a lie

In his seventy sixth year his hair silver gray
He is one who has known of a far better day
A jovial fellow he does seem carefree
And as happy as anyone could wish to be

A retired Warrnambool City council worker one well liked and well known
And looked on by all who know him as one of their own
He would feel a stranger in Banteer today
And he is in Warrnambool for the long stay

A likeable fellow the man from Banteer
One who is quite partial to the taste of beer
Far south of where he went to primary school
He feels quite at home in breezy Warrnambool.