Album: Galahs in the Gidgee
It was tinder dry 'round Illabo all summer
And we're not entirely certain just how the fires began
But when the flames had finally passed
And we saw all that we'd lost
We weren't about to bid it all farewell
Cos there's been fire before in Illabo
And there'll be fire again
And come what may,
There's been worse things in the way
It's our home and we won't leave
Without a fight
There were kids who'd never seen the rain in Grenfell
And everyone was wondering just when the drought would break
And as each dusty day went by
We watched the stock curl up & die
But we weren't about to do the same ourselves
Cos there's been drought again
And come what may,
There's been worse things in the way
It's our home and we won't leave
Without a fight
After all the years of toil & tears
People ought to know
That we're not the sort of folks
Who just let go....
Most were glad when the drought broke in Nyngan
But what had really happened was the
Floods had just begun
And though we worked all through the night
In the end we lost the fight
But that didn't mean we'd lose the place for good...
Cos there's been flood before in Nyngan
And there'll be flood again
And come what may,
There's been worse things in the way
It's our home and we won't leave
Without a fight.
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