Old Billy

Old Billy on his tin whistle pipes a tune He learned from his Dad in Nar Nar Goon When he was young and freckled faced and shy Some sixty years since he was school going boy. He say Nar Nar Goon has undergone great change That years brought changes to his old home range On his last visit there not one familiar face He felt a stranger in his old home place. He's lived in Melbourne now for fifty years And he feels happiest after a few beers He'll sing a song or whistle some old tune He learnt from his Dad at Nar Nar Goon. He's lived in City since he was young man For fifty years and that seems lengthy span And though gray hairs came as months and years rolled by The City man at heart still country boy. He play the tunes he heard his father play In Nar Nar Goon back in his boyhood day And the man can leave the Bush-town so they say But the Bush-town in the man will always stay.