Dust In The Wind Is Flying

Dust in the wind is flying and the windblown pollen from the trees It gets into your nostrils and causes you to sneeze In warm heatwave conditions and everywhere is so dry And there is not a rain cloud in the blue and sunny sky The farm dam is empty the cows bellow for hay And the bullants crawl on the bare ground in the bright heat of the day The smell of burning in the air from bush fires miles away For human interference with Nature there is some price to pay, The ground as hard as concrete and on it nothing grow And thistledown in the warm winds across the paddocks blow The worst drought since records began or so it has been said And ten long weeks of Summer of us still lay ahead And dust in the wind is flying and the smell of smoke is in the air And the paddocks they have never looked so dry and brown and bare.