And the pied currawong and the dark brown weerloo
Tall and handsome in his early twenties with hair of light brown
Homesick for the high wooded country far from the industrial town
In his dreams the laughter of the kookaburra he often hear
And the whistling of the gray shrike thrush in the wood to his home near
But he is in the big town for the long stay
No job opportunities in the countryside by the woods far away
Since coming to the town six months ago he met a young woman who will become his wife
And they plan for to bring a child or two to life
But the nostalgia in him for awhile will remain
And fond memories of what used to be he will retain
A young man from the country near his physical prime
To the big town way of life he will settle in time
He is from the place of the koala and emu
And long billed corella and white cockatoo.
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