Far Away In Australia
A song of emigration, a lovely old tune which I first heard on a 1920s disc of Frank Quinn, also it was recorded by box player Billy Rush back when. Plenty of renditions on YouTube too, Dolores Keane, the Wolftones, what have you.
Far Away in Australia
Sweetheart I’m bidding you fond farewell,
I will be yours some day.
I’m bound for a new land my fortune to try,
And I’m ready to sail away.
Far away in Australia, soon will fate be kind,
And I will be ready to welcome at last the girl I left behind
“Oh, you can’t leave me,” this poor maiden said,
“I will not let you go.”
"But I must leave you,” he gently replied,
If for only a while, you know.
“Now in success or in failure,
I will always be true,
And proudly each day in the land far away
I’ll be building a home for you.”
Daily she waits at the old cottage gate,
Watching the whole day through,
Then one day a message from over the sea,
And I’m hoping these words are true.
Far away in Australia, now has come the time,
When I’ am ready to welcome at last the girl I left behind.