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John Williamson

Come Back To Me, Country

 

Come Back To Me, Country


Come back to me, country, come back to my eye
I miss your blue valleys
I miss your long roads and your red ochre heart
Come back to me, country

I'll take in your rivers, the birds, and the fish
The amazing marsupials I wish
We could sit around the campfire as a family again
Be a part of the bush

Come back to me, country, come back to my eye
The waratahs in season and the wattles in July
The smell of the gidgee and the eucalyptus here
The laughing kookaburras and galahs everywhere

What I'm trying to say, I want back my wings
To fly over the borders like an eagle
From the tropical north to the Nullarbor Plain
I won't take for granted our freedom again

Come back to me, country, come back to my eye
The waratahs in season and the wattles in July
The smell of the gidgee and the eucalyptus here
The laughing kookaburras and galahs everywhere
Come back to me, country, come back to my eye
I miss your blue valleys and your big open sky
I miss your long roads and your red ochre heart
Come back to me, country, been too long apart
Come back to me, country, been too long apart

I won't take for granted our freedom again

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