Peter Dawson

Lyrics

There is a land where summer skies
Are gleaming with a thousand dyes,
Blending in witching harmonies,
in harmonies;
And grassy knoll, and forest height,
Are flushing in the rosy light,
And all above is azure bright –
Australia! Australia!
Australia.

There is a land where homesteads peep
From sunny plain and woodland steep,
And love and joy bright vigils keep,
bright vigils keep;
Where the glad voice of childish glee
Is mingling with the melody
Of nature’s hidden minstrelsy –
Australia! Australia!
Australia.

There is a land where, floating free,
From mountain top to girdling sea,
A proud flag waves exultingly, exultingly;
And Freedom’s sons the banner bear,
No shackled slave can breathe the air,
Fairest of Britain’s daughters fair –
Australia! Australia!
Australia.

Australia! Australia!
Australia.

Peter Dawson, Australian Dictionary of Biography