I come from Australia
where we do not wear a shirt
We walk around bare footed,
dancing in the dirt.
And we make them feel welcome,
the people overseas
To our mother country
we make them feel at ease.
Because this land belongs to us
and it always will
So remember that along the track
or even better still
Take off your shoe and your shirt
as you walk upon the sand,
And come and sit down in the dirt
with the owners of this land. [1]
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