Song Words

Horowhenua Chronicle, 6 August 1913, Page 2

Song Words

AIY WILD ACSTitALIAN ItOSL. By Jack Vincent. for the llorowhcnua Chronicle). I've sought for Nature's hidden treasure, Lar in lands beyond the sen, A roving life of toil and pleasure, Lured me far away from thee. But now my homeward way I'm wending, As the bee sweet laden hies, To where the purple vine is bending, 'Neath Australia's happy skies. CHUUUS: Then meet me in thy sunny beauty, Where the silver wattle grows, I've brought the genii's guarded booty, Lor my wild Australian rose. 'Tis many years since first J jaunted, With a roving band, and free, To win from caverns, fairy haunted, Wealth enough for you and me. And through .Nevada's wild sierras, I have chased I hose fairy elves, On many a frozen Yukon terrace, I have robbed their glilt'ring shelves. Love nerved the arm (hat never falt'rcd,_ Where the diggers toiled and sang, Hope clieered (lie heart that never altered, While the merry stampers rang. And now beneath our native wild wood, Where our early vows were made, T'll wander through the scenes of childhood, With my loved Australian maid. I,*—W——BWU