A Warm City With A Cold Cold Heart

A warm City with a cold cold heart And of such a place I never could feel part A vulgar show of riches all I see I'd rather live in Gippsland by the sea. Hotels, casinos and cafes by the score And miles of white sand and sunlit sea shore But I'm a stranger in a sunny place And so few greet me with a smiling face. I've met some kind and friendly people here But most I've met seem snobbish and austere They pass me by don't even look my way One in one hundred smile and say good day. In Wonthaggi the Winter weather far from fine And rain and wind and not much of sun shine A small country town blessed with a warm heart And of such a place I readily can feel part. So many greet you with a smiling face And in such a town one don't feel out of place In such a place I always feel at home I never feel outsider or alone. A warm city with a cold cold heart And of such a place I never could feel part A vulgar show of riches all I see I'd rather live in Gippsland by the sea.