The sun is glowing brightly in a blue to gray sky
And above the white beach the silver gulls cry
And a freshening sea breeze blowing towards Warrnambool
Is keeping the Summer air pleasantly cool
The paddocks by the sea looking bare, dry and brown
On the last day of January near Port Fairy Town
The temperatures high close to forty degrees
But signs to a cool change in the coastal breeze
The existence of Climate Change only a fool would deny
El Nino of moisture has sucked the ground dry
In a dry landscape of far more brown than green
Smaller salt lakes empty of water a thing seldom seen
And El Nino the thirsty one is lurking around
To suck every drop of moisture from the dry ground.
And above the white beach the silver gulls cry
And a freshening sea breeze blowing towards Warrnambool
Is keeping the Summer air pleasantly cool
The paddocks by the sea looking bare, dry and brown
On the last day of January near Port Fairy Town
The temperatures high close to forty degrees
But signs to a cool change in the coastal breeze
The existence of Climate Change only a fool would deny
El Nino of moisture has sucked the ground dry
In a dry landscape of far more brown than green
Smaller salt lakes empty of water a thing seldom seen
And El Nino the thirsty one is lurking around
To suck every drop of moisture from the dry ground.
