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Far South Of The Smoky And The Noisy Street

Far south of the smoky and the noisy street
Where the creek from the hills and the river do meet
The gray butcherbird he is singing today
His bubbling song in the memory does stay
In the home of the wombat and wallaby and gray kangaroo
And the big dark brown parrot known as yellow tailed black cockatoo
And the kookaburra and the dark pied currawong
The birds who before rain are always on song
Since it is never that hard for to visualize
Beauty is nearer to you than you realize
In the wood by the hill just before sundown
Far south of the streets of the noisy big town
The wild birds are singing on the woodland trees
Their pleasant notes floating in the evening breeze.

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