“FROM THE OLD WESTERN WORLD…

…We have come to explore,
the wilds of this Western Australian Shore,
In search of a country, we’ve ventured to roam,
and now we’ve found it, let’s make it our home.
And what though the Colony’s new, Sirs,
And inhabitants may be few, Sirs,
We see them increasing here, Sirs,
So Western Australia for me.

With care and experience, I’m sure ’twill be found,
Two crops in the year we may get from the ground;
There’s good wood and good water, good flesh and good fish,
Good soil and good clime, and what more could you wish.
Then let everyone earnestly strive, Sirs,
Do his best, be alert and alive, Sirs,
So Western Australia for me.

No lions or tigers we here dread to meet,
Our innocent quadrupeds hop on two feet,
No tithes and no taxes we now have to pay,
And our Geese are all Swans, as some witty folks say,
Then we live without trouble or stealth, Sirs,
Our currency’s all sterling wealth, Sirs,
So here’s to our Governor’s health, Sirs,
And Western Australia for me.”