Green and Gold

From the red dirt of the Pilbara, to the green Adelaide hills
It’s like walking through a painting, watching colours as they spill
Through Windom where the five Silver rivers meet
To the grey ghost gums swaying on the banks of Copper Creek
The Great White Shark is lurking beneath the turquoise sea
And our black and tan Kelpie dogs are dancing at your feet
Hey, we’re living in the colours of the rainbow
Where every single shape there’s a story to be told
It’s a picture, it’s a portrait that’s moving as the wind blows
And at the end you’ll find a pot of green and gold.
The golden crops are stained by the black rays of the sun
The crimson channel country where the chestnut brumbies run
Down to the Snowy Mountains, painted powder white
Or that mirror ball that sparkles from the Melbourne city lights
The camouflaged salt crocodile is lookin' for a fight
And that pink-nosed little possum that’ll keep you up all night
Hey, we’re livin' in the colours of the rainbow
Where every single shape there’s a story to be told
It’s a picture, it’s a portrait that’s moving as the wind blows
And at the end you’ll find a pot of green and gold.
Hear the dingo howl underneath the yellow moon
On that rusty coated iceberg we know as Uluru
The purple velvet sky turns into a midnight blue
But they’re a different kinds of colours that make this country true
And they’re the colours in our hearts, the ones from me and you
Hey, we’re livin' in the colours of a rainbow
Where every single shape there’s a story to be told
It’s a picture, it’s a portrait that’s moving as the wind blows
And at the end you’ll find a pot of green and gold
Yeah, it’s a picture, it’s a portrait that’s moving as the wind blows
And at the end you’ll find a pot of green and gold.