The Man From Saltbush Country

He is from Saltpan Country where only Saltbush grow
North of Tailem Bend in South Australia where the Murray waters flow
As it nears the great Pacific it deepens and moves slow
Through brown lands where the Black Tribes lived and fished and hunted a few centuries ago.

The man from Saltbush Country is showing his years in gray
And it can be said about him he has known a better day
For years he has lived in the Suburbs and in the Suburbs he will stay
And the mighty Murray river from where he lives far away.

He feels happy in the Suburbs and in the Suburbs he will die
Far away from Saltbush Country where the songlark sing and fly
Far away from South Australia east of Melbourne he reside
He will never more return to the bare lands flat and wide.

Where the brown waters of the Murray flow on eternally
Towards the vast Pacific ocean to it's final destiny
Where the Saltpans they grow bigger with the passing of each day
Like huge rings through the bare country in faded white to gray.

'Tis a harsh land and a barren land where only Saltbush thrive
And there only the hardiest of creatures can manage to survive
And in the Suburbs east of Melbourne he is happy for to stay
From the barren Saltbush Country even as the crow fly far away.