In Illowa In October

The paddocks lush and green and the wild birds do sing In Illowa in October in the prime of the Spring The meadows being mowed for baled silage or hay And on nutritious young grass cattle gaining weight by the day On the roadside margins of the Southern Cross road in their yellow flowers The capeweed in their billions in bloom after recent Spring showers The warm air full of the buzzing of bush flies and nectar gathering bees Taking nectar from the blossoms and flowers on the bushes and trees The magpies kept busy by their fully fledged brood Who though out of the nest keep constantly begging for more and more food Feeding their young in their cup shaped mud nest on fork of branch of tree The black and white magpie larks are calling pee wee In the blue and sunny sky just a few clouds of gray And the blackbird are singing in Illowa today.