Friday, Aug 15, 2003 at 17:20
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Carra Barra Wirra
Canna
There's a lake in South Australia,
Little lake with lovely name,
And the story wound around it
From the picaninnies came.
Every night the native mothers
Croon this lovely lullaby,
Croon across the moonlit waters,
to the star up in the sky.
CHORUS
Carra Barra Wirra
Canna,
Little star upon the lake,
Guide me through the hours of darkness,
Keep me safely till I wake.
Piccaninnies' heads are nodding,
Drowsy crooning fills the air,
Little eyes at last are closing,
And the boat of dreams is there.
Guide my boat across the waters,
Cross the waters still and deep,
Light me with your little candle,
Safely to the land of sleep.
CHORUS
"Live today as if there may be no tomorrow"
Wombat
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