As the dark clouds of rain are gathering in the sky
The birds sing and whistle in the parkland nearby
From listening to Nature's creatures knowledge of weather we do gain
The birds always whistle and sing before rain
The sun in the heavy clouds hidden away
It was only seen out for a brief while today
Two days ago it was thirty five degrees
Today it is twenty and rain in the breeze
The magpie is piping on a wattle tree
And the magpie lark can be heard calling pee wee
And the golden billed blackbird has rain in his song
As forecasters of weather the birds never do get it wrong
The rain will be welcome since El Nino of moisture has sucked the ground dry
And the moorhen in the pond utters forth her shrill cry.
The birds sing and whistle in the parkland nearby
From listening to Nature's creatures knowledge of weather we do gain
The birds always whistle and sing before rain
The sun in the heavy clouds hidden away
It was only seen out for a brief while today
Two days ago it was thirty five degrees
Today it is twenty and rain in the breeze
The magpie is piping on a wattle tree
And the magpie lark can be heard calling pee wee
And the golden billed blackbird has rain in his song
As forecasters of weather the birds never do get it wrong
The rain will be welcome since El Nino of moisture has sucked the ground dry
And the moorhen in the pond utters forth her shrill cry.
