Where The Dark Merri Waters
F Francis Duggan
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Where the dark Merri waters to the Pacific does flow
Far south of the fields of the silver back crow
The magpie is warbling in the dawning gray
Of a cool and a windy June Winter's day
It is Summer in Duhallow from here far away
And in the freshly mown meadows the sweet scent of grass for silage or hay
On a nice sunny day of around twenty degrees
In the balmy air is wafting in the breeze
On the second last day of June one sleep from July
It is Winter in the Moyne Shire rain clouds in the sky
But above the hills of the Boggeraghs the brown larks are on song
Amongst the supreme air borne songters their kind does belong
But where the dark Merri waters flow towards Warrnambool
On a gray Winter's dawn it is windy and cool.
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