Attica

Her father Dutch, her mother English and her given name is Greek But you recognize her accent the moment that she speak And though her family tree grows elsewhere far from the southern sea Fair Attica's an Aussie as Aussie as can be. Where the music floats into the night across the Melbourne skies On friday evening at Bridie O Reilly's with her mates she socialize Till the small hours of saturday they laugh their cares away After the stress of the working week there must be time for play. She has a big soul Attica and her heart's in the right place And she's a multicultural Aussie all cultures she embrace For peace and love and harmony she surely makes a case And she's a credit to her family and a credit to her race. She has been through depression when her moods were sad and black But she overcame her melancholia and she came bouncing back There was a time when Attica would not go out on the town But there is such truth in the words can't keep a good one down. Blond haired and in her thirties she would help you if she could And in the woman Attica there is so much warmth and good So likeable and down to earth her heart's in the right place And she's a credit to her family and a credit to her race.