Raining On The Rock
Composer(s): John Williamson
Performer(s): Rolf Harris; John Williamson
Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold
We've just come out of the Mulga
where the plains forever roll
And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes
And a shower has changed the lustre of our land
And it's raining on the Rock
In a beautiful country
And I'm proud to travel this big land
As an Aborigine
And it's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me
Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose
Where does their beauty come from heaven knows
I could ask the wedge-tail but he's away too high
I wonder if he understands it's wonderful to fly
It cannot be described with a picture
The mesmerising colours of the Olgas
Or the grandeur of the Rock
Uluru has power!
And it's raining on the Rock
In a beautiful country
And I'm proud to travel this big land
As an Aborigine
And it's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me
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