The land of ten thousand beaches
Apples, bananas and peaches
The magpie's warbling way up high
The crow's amusing mournful cry
A land where every one's your mate
Where arrogance just doesn't rate
A land of equals paid quite well
And much less crime, as you can tell
In the Outback look up at night
The Milky Way appears so bright
Then hear a kookaburra's laugh
All your worries are cut in half
