Flagstaff Gardens Melbourne

The sweet perfume of roses waft in the evening breeze
And songbirds piping gaily on green and sunlit leaves
These Parklands of Melbourne of Garden State renown
Watered by the sprinklers in warm weather I've never seen them brown.

How nice for those who visit here on a warm summer's day
In the shadows of the high trees where it is cool they lay
The common mynas singing and the call of the magpie lark
Is echoing in the sunshine of Flagstaff Garden Park.

Out there on busy Spencer Street the trams pass up and down
Yet who'd believe there could be so much natural beauty in Victoria's busiest Town
At night when the city birds have gone to sleep the brush tail possums are out
On the walkways lit by the park lamps you see them walk about.

Here in Flagstaff Gardens parkland the mynas pipe and call
And a cool breeze is blowing as evening shadows fall
The nicest part of the day is before the sun goes down
Soft breezes and wild birds calling in park of Melbourne Town.