Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis - Colac lyrics

A lady plump and pleasing And generous and free, Her life is spent in sleek content Beside her inland sea; And, round its pleasant waters, Her pastures, rich and green, Their treasures yield from many a field To make her way serene. A placid, laughing lady, And prone to placid ways; But yet, withal, she heeds the call 0f labor all her days Of kind, congenial labor, That holds nor fret nor stress A farmer's wife whose busy life Brings full, free happiness. Men say the ocean covered These fields in some dim age; And seas, long fled, vast riches spread To be the heritage Of this plump Aphrodite, Now risen from the wave To thrive apace and wax in grace On all the wealth they gave. A happy, hearty lady, She turns the gift to good, And wins in toil from this rich soil A fine fat livelihood. Now, where seas long since thundered, Her cars ply up and down To evidence sound thrift and sense In Colac's smiling town. Her land of lakes and pastures Could never harbor here, In this lush place, a dour, hard race Wed to an outlook drear. And so she smiles and prospers, A happy, hearty wife, Whose ample charms, whose thriving farms Reveal her zest in life.