The Famed Old Shire Of Sherbrooke

On the mountain ash the woodland giants the pied currawong call
And Sherbrooke hasn't changed in years it hasn't changed at all
And though known as Yarra Ranges now the place still looks the same
For you don't change the look of the countryside when you give it a new name.

The beautiful crimson rosellas than them none quite so fair
These loveliest of parrots in Sherbrooke never rare
Familiar to the wooded hills you see them every day
From Selby to Kallista to Belgrave and Upwey.

In the famed old shire of Sherbrook five hundred years from now
The grey shrike thrush at dawn will sing upon the blackwood bough
And lyrebird in the winter will carol and display
And Kookaburra's laughter will be heard at break of day.

And in the darkness of the morning just before the birth of spring
Australia's best known feathered songster the male magpie will sing
As he defends his borders and proclaims his territory
Where he and his partner will build their nest and raise their family.

I'm sure the Aboriginals for it once had a name
And what was the shire of Sherbrooke called before white fellow came?
It is known as the Yarra Ranges now but call it what they will
The mountain ash trees will still look the same on Selby's wooded hill.