We've learnt to kick a ball, but we're not quite cynical And we've written on the wall, John's gay He's gay And Janet's friends with John and she says
Kor-ah, Mah-tah, Kor-ah, Rah-tah-mah. Kor-ah, Rah-tah-mah. Yood-hah, Kor-ah. Kor-ah, Syahd-ho. Rah-tah-mah, Daan-yah. Kor-ah, Kee-lah, Daan-yah. Nyo
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas Sing a song for the glorious season Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas Sing a song for a Happy New Year Sing merrily,
Distant stars, at home up in the heavens Wonder what they see, are they watching me? Christmas star, you spin your strands of silver What a sight to see
I close my eyes and there in the shadows I see your light You come to me out of my dreams across the night You take my hand though you may be so many
Christmastime means laughter To buckets in the snow , Caroling together With faces of Love Stockings on the mantel, A wreath on the door And my Merriest
When you're all alone Far away from home There's a gift the angel sent When you're alone Everyday must end But the night's our friend Angels always send
Escape From The City Rolling around at the speed of sound, Got places to go, gotta follow my rainbow. Can't stick around, have to keep moving on, Guess
woke up this mornin' There was a note upon my door Said, 'Don't make me no coffee, babe 'Cause I won't be back no more' And that's all she wrote 'Dear John
a ship and a ship of fame Launched off the stocks, bound to sail the main With one hundred and fifty brisk young men Well picked and chosen every one And william
must go onboard our noble fleet to join Our orders are to sea my dear and now we must obey And behind me you must stay' She says 'my lovely william
Australians all let us rejoice For we are young and free We've golden soil and wealth for toil Our home is girt by sea Our land abounds in nature's gifts
Oh there once was a swagman camped in a billabong Under the shade of a coolibah tree And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling Who'll come a waltzing
by John Williamson Real country people in their prime, Livin' in New South on Queensland time He's a stockman, likes raisin' sheep, Likes raisin' children
by John Williamson Dingo, Dingo - why you runnin' scared? Dingo, Dingo - why you runnin' scared? Guard dog of the mountains Keepin' the rats from eatin
by John Williamson It's time to think of why we're proud to be a part of A land so ancient, so hard to get a hold of Why the kangaroo and emu is on
by John Williamson What am I gonna do - what about the future? Gotta draw the line without delay Why shouldn't I get emotional - the bush is sacred
by John Williamson Goodbye Bunyip Bluegum, goodbye Blinky Bill And beautiful little Nutsie, I can't believe it Our koalas are all dying, can it really
