Poor Old Henry sleeps and dreams of the Australian Utopia

WE ARE THE LUCKY PEOPLE.

How lucky we are,

How lucky we are,

Blessed by good government,

How lucky we are.

People hear about Aus,

From near and from far,

They envy our government,

How lucky we are.

They seek to come to this land,

From places afar,

Because of good government,

How lucky we are.

Australia’s so special,

Little goes wrong,

Because of good government,

In our hearts a song.

Uplifted by Canberra,

Through trouble and strife,

They sort all our ills,

Turn on the good life.

Without ours good governance,

This country would fall,

Preserve our good government,

For it helps us all.

How lucky we are,

How lucky we are,

In the arms of good government,

How lucky we are

2 thoughts on “Poor Old Henry sleeps and dreams of the Australian Utopia

  1. Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I’m at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

    -Henry Lawson

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