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For those who still find it difficult to accept Advance Australia Fair as Australia’s national anthem, some other options…
I STILL CALL AUSTRALIA HOME
(Lyrics by Peter Allen)
I’ve been to cities that never close down From New York to Rio and old London town But no matter how far Or how wide I roam I still call Australia home. I’m always travelin’ And I love bein’ free So I keep leavin’ the sun and the sea But my heart lies waiting over the foam I still call Australia home. All the sons and daughters spinning ’round the world Away from their families and friends Ah, but as the world gets older and colder It’s good to know where your journey ends. And someday we’ll all be together once more When all the ships come back to the shore Then I realise something I’ve always known I still call Australia home. No matter how far Or how wide I roam I still call Australia home.I AM AUSTRALIAN
(By Bruce Woodley and Dobe Newton)
I came from the dream-time, from the dusty red soil plains I am the ancient heart, the keeper of the flame I stood upon the rocky shore, I watched the tall ships come For forty thousand years I’ve been the first AustralianWe are one, but we are many And from all the lands on earth we come We share a dream and sing with one voice I am, you are, we are Australian.
I came upon the prison ship, bowed down by iron chains I cleared the land, endured the lash and waited for the rains I’m a settler, I’m a farmer’s wife on a dry and barren run A convict then a free man, I became Australian
We are one, but we are many And from all the lands on earth we come We share a dream and sing with one voice I am, you are, we are Australian
I’m the daughter of a digger who sought the mother lode The girl became a woman on the long and dusty road I’m a child of the depression, I saw the good times come I’m a bushy, I’m a battler, I am Australian
We are one, but we are many And from all the lands on earth we come We share a dream and sing with one voice I am, you are, we are Australian
I’m a teller of stories, I’m a singer of songs I am Albert Namatjira, I paint the ghostly gums I am Clancy on his horse, I’m Ned Kelly on the run I’m the one who waltzed Matilda, I am Australian
We are one, but we are many And from all the lands on earth we come We share a dream and sing with one voice I am, you are, we are Australian
I’m the hot wind from the desert, I’m the black soil of the plains I’m the mountains and the valleys, I’m the drought and flooding rains I am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers when they run The spirit of this great land, I am Australian
We are one, but we are many And from all the lands on earth we come We share a dream and sing with one voice I am, you are, we are Australian
WALTZING MATILDA
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong Under the shade of a coolibah tree And he sang as he watched and waited ‘till his billy boiled You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me And he sang as he watched and waited ‘till his billy boiled You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Up came the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred Down came the troopers one, two, three Whose that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me Whose that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Up jumped the swagman sprang into the billabong You’ll never catch me alive said he And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong You’ll come a waltzing matilda with me.
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