Her shoulder length wavy hair as dark as the wing of a crow
The young woman from the place where Tarwin waters flow
Dark deep and slow winding it's way
On towards the Pacific at Venus Bay
With eyes as dark blue as a ripened sloe
In her early twenties time not yet her foe
An attractive looking woman free of conceit or guile
With the warmth of friendliness in her beautiful smile
A secretary to a real estate agent in the Melbourne Suburb of Footscray
In June the fourth she will be twenty three on her birthday
One lucky young man has found in her the love of his life
And in early next November they plan to become husband and wife
She is one who possesses the bright inner glow
The young woman from where the dark Tarwin flow.
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