Living My Dream
Effie Neill
3:00I've been a wayward wanderer, but found I like to rest In a home up in the mountain, the place I love the best. I'd wander to the City in search of gayer times But now I am returning to my home up in the pines. So ring your bell, bellbird, you're calling me back home To my home up in the mountains no more will I roam For there will be contentment, and my heart will be at ease Where the bellbird's call at evening floats on the mountain breeze. So ring your bell, bellbird, you're calling me back home To my home up in the mountains no more will I roam For there will be contentment, and my heart will be at ease Where the bellbird's call at evening floats on the mountain breeze. Ring ting-a-ring-a ring ting-a-ring-a bellbird Ring ting-a-ring-a call me back home Ring ting-a-ring-a ring ting-a-ring-a bellbird Ring ting-a-ring-a call me back home Ring ting-a-ring-a call me back home You make talk of your whiskey Your rum or your beer There's something much better that's waiting us here It sits by the fire beneath the gum-tree Blackened and boiled and billy of tea So fill up your tumblers high as you can Don't you dare tell me it's not the best plan You can let all your beer and your spirits run free I'll stick to my darling old billy of tea Then the fire I make and the water I get, And corned beef and damper in order I set, But I don't touch the grub, though so hungry I be - I wait till I've brewed up a billy of tea So fill up your tumblers high as you can Don't you dare tell me it's not the best plan You can let all your beer and your spirits go free I'll stick to my darling old billy of tea Here's a tale of a girl named matilda A story, sad but true Who fell in love with a swaggie And the swagman loved her too Not swaggie joe the swaggie Had only his love to give And he vowed when he married matilda That he'd love her as long as he lived Oh matilda went a walking A-walking she did go Yes matilda went a walking As mrs swaggie joe But the years they did not tally And the story we are told Is of the deep affection As the swaggie joes grew old And then one night they settled Beside a river bed Old joe woke up next morning And found matilda dead He buried there his loved one Beneath an old gum tree Then softly he said to his ? My matilda now you'll be And soon the other swaggies Who walked the wallabies Why they called their swags matilda In matilda's memory Oh matilda's still a-walkin A walkin she still goes Yes matilda's still a-walkin With a thousand swaggie joes I've been to cities That never close down From new york to rio And old london town But no matter how far Or how wide I roam I still call Australia home I'm always travelling I love being free So I keep leaving The sun and the sea But my heart lies waiting over the foam I still call Australia home All the sons and daughters Spinning round the world Away from their families and friends But as this world gets older And colder, you know where your journey ends Someday we'll all be together once more When all the ships come back to the shore You know I realise something I've always known I still australia Still call australia Still call australia home