| I’ve been to cities that never close down
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| From New York to Rio and old London town
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| But no matter how far
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| Or how wide I roam
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| I still call Australia home
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| All the sons and daughters spinning 'round the world
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| Away from their families and friends
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| Ah, but as the world gets older and colder
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| It’s good to know where your journey ends
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| And someday we’ll all be together once more
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| When all the ships come back to the shore
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| Then I realize something I’ve always known
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| I still call Australia home
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| All the sons and daughters spinning 'round the world
|
| Away from their families and friends
|
| Ah, but as the world gets older and colder
|
| It’s good to know where your journey ends
|
| And someday we’ll all be together once more
|
| When all the ships come back to the shore
|
| Then I realize something I’ve always known
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| I still call Australia home
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| No matter how far
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| Or how wide I roam
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| I still call Australia home |