The sun is not shining the sky looking gray
But Nature herself she looks lovely today
The magpie lark in the park is singing pee wee
And honeyeaters chirp on every blossoming tree
With scarce a puff of breeze and the rain drizzling down
Bringing moisture to the parks and the gardens of town
In early October in the southern Spring
The territorial nesting birds whistle and sing
The song of the blackbird so pleasant to hear
And the pipe of the magpie melodious and clear
With the warmer and drier weather of late Spring and Summer near
The rain always welcome at this time of year
The nature strip by the footpath is looking quite green
And Nature herself at her finest is seen.
But Nature herself she looks lovely today
The magpie lark in the park is singing pee wee
And honeyeaters chirp on every blossoming tree
With scarce a puff of breeze and the rain drizzling down
Bringing moisture to the parks and the gardens of town
In early October in the southern Spring
The territorial nesting birds whistle and sing
The song of the blackbird so pleasant to hear
And the pipe of the magpie melodious and clear
With the warmer and drier weather of late Spring and Summer near
The rain always welcome at this time of year
The nature strip by the footpath is looking quite green
And Nature herself at her finest is seen.
