Where The Bass Waters Do Flow Poem by Francis Duggan

A cool Autumn breeze above the flat paddocks do blow
In the coastal countryside where the Bass waters do flow
In ancient South Gippsland to the Pacific shore
Where it has flowed forever and will forever more
A Land that inspired the makers of story and rhyme
That was very old even in the Dreamtime
Where the first Australians hunted and had their corroborees
Before the arrival of the northern races going back the centuries
Today in South Gippsland you will hear the call of the weerloo
But never the sound of a didgeridoo
To the Pacific shore from it's source far away
The Bass waters babble by night and by day
Through a Land that was old even in the Dreamtime
That has inspired the makers of story and rhyme.