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Out There In The World Of The Wild And The Free
Out there in the World of the wild and the free
The grey shrike thrush pipes on the black wattle tree
Though some other birds to look at than him seem more fair
There is so much beauty in his wildborn air,
On The Way Out
His praises the voters so often did sing
But to power Johnny Howard desperately does cling
His deputy Peter Costello for the Prime Ministership must wait
That is if Australia's voting public with Howard does keep faith
To Admit You Are Wrong
To admit you are wrong should not be a sign of weakness
It is indeed a fortress of the strong
To swallow your pride of you does seem so noble
And to a rare breed you surely belong.
'Tis Said That Migrant Nostalgia
'Tis said that migrant nostalgia lasts for a few years
That time is the great soother of nostalgic tears
But Nana the aged Grecian who now rests in peace
Till the day that she died felt nostalgic for Greece
Robert Francis Kennedy
His loss to humanity cannot be denied
It was a sad day the day that Bobby died
Gunned down by one who was not right in the head
The hopes of a better World to live in with him lay dead
The Old Bloke Jimmy
The old bloke there who wears the bowler hat
He watched as Don Bradman swung his cricket bat
In Melbourne Cricket Grounds some sixty years ago
He watched as the Don put on a super show,
In Their Life Times
In their lifetimes their mark they may have made
But in time the greatest names from history fade
The long dead heroes we may well recall
But time is the one who does take care of all
In The Prime Of September
The paddocks looking yellow where the capeweed does bloom
And bright golden flowers on the gorse and the broom
And the flute of the shrike thrush is pleasant to hear
In the prime of September in the Spring of the year
The Darling Of Geelong
One of her young male admirers has penned for her a song
The lovely brown haired one the Darling of Geelong
In her early twenties and in her life's prime
She blooms like a rare Rose of the Summer time,
The Young Man Of The Sixties Tells Of His Glory Days
The young man of the sixties tells of his glory days
On the day that his team won the flag he was singled out for praise
Shouldered by his team mates to the dressing rooms his goal had won the day
To the applause of the happy fans such memories never fade away

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