Thursday, November 17, 2011

The Only Land For Me (A Currency Lad)





Words:  Unknown
Tune:  John Thompson




Prate not to me of foreign strand
Of beauty o'er the sea
This is my own - my native land
The only land for me

The only land for me
The only land for me

This is my own - my native land
The only land for me

I love to bound like a wild gazelle
O'er my native mountains blue
And wildly, through the woody dell
Chase the bounding kangaroo

The bounding kangaroo
The bounding kangaroo

And wildly, through the woody dell
Chase the bounding kangaroo

I've rode upon the stormy wave
And danced aboon the sea
And where's the pleasure that it gave
Like my native land to me

My native land to me
My native land to me

And where's the pleasure that it gave
Like my native land to me



Children of convicts were known as a "currency lads and lasses".  These unattributed words from this site.  The only other information I can find on this one is a note on another site that it dates from 1832.

The illustration to this post is a settler's house from around 1880.

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