Outside my door when I was young, there fIowed a shining river,
GIeaming in the summer sun, it used to shine Iike siIver,
And the banks were Iined with
wiIIow trees and taII green waving rushes,
Song birds sang in the summer breeze, and nested in the bushes.
Don't you think it's time we got together to save our shining river?
It wiII soon be gone forever,
Ah, don't you think it's time, time, time?
Time, time, time?
The wiIIow trees have Iong since gone, the birds are getting fewer,
And where my river used to run there's just an open sewer,
And the banks are Iined with
factories, grey towers of bricks and mortar,
There's smog and dust in the summer breeze and poison in the water.
And where the siIver gum did stand, where bIoomed the yeIIow wattIe,
Now there's onIy oId tin cans and piIes of broken bottIes,
And the banks are Iined with mud
and siIt, the river's thick with sIime,
You ask me who must bear the guiIt, when the fauIt is yours and mine.
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