I AM AUSTRALIAN ©J.Birch 2001.Duet–black & white

 

B      I love Australia   don’t color me white

         I love Australia   don’t color me black

         I am   just like   the kangaroo

         I am   just like   the emu  

 

W      Verse 1 …………………………………………………………………….

 

Duet I love Australia   don’t color me black  

         I love Australia   don’t color me white

         For I am Australian    and just like you

         I love Australia   I love Australia

         I love Australia   I love Australia

         And I love Australians   too. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    Poet, Pauper, Or King               (C)J.Birch 1998.

                                                                               

     She works at the market behind the checkout

     There's something about it that gives her a buzz

     The boss says she will go far

     Now the boys in the isles drive her home in their car

 

     She didn't think she was pretty

     Until she heard this little ditty

     It's a song for the workers who try really hard

     To do their jobs well  to do their jobs well

     To do their jobs well                                                

                                                                               

     He is a young man he plays for the school                               

     There's something about it that gives him a buzz                        

     The team says he will go far                                             

     Now the boys on the sidelines strive to be stars                         

                                                                             

     He didn't think he was pretty                                          

     Until he heard this little ditty                                        

     It's a song for the workers who try really hard                                            

     To do their jobs well  to do their jobs well                                                

                                                                              

     To do their jobs well                                                

                                                                              

     He sits and stares at the wall                                          

     Talking to no one , no one at all                                       

     Try , try ,try , & try                                                

     Cry , cry ,cry , & cry                                                 

                                                                            

     He worked on this song all of the night

     There's something about it that gives him a rush                         

     He found the perfect rhyme                                             

     It gave him such a peaceful easy state of mind                            

                                                                            

     Whether you’re a poet a pauper or a king

     Doing a job well is a wonderful thing

                                                

     She works at the market behind the checkout

     There's something about it that gives her a buzz

     The boss says she will go far

     Now the boys in the isles drive her home in their car

 

     He didn't think she was pretty

     Until he heard this little ditty

     It's a song for the workers who try really hard

     To do their jobs well  to do their jobs well

     To do their jobs well

 

     Whether you’re a poet a pauper or a king                                                                       

     Whether you’re a poet a pauper or a king                                                                            

     Whether you’re a poet a pauper or a king                                    

     Doing a job well is a wonderful thing