It was tinder dry 'round Illabo all summer And we're not entirely certain just how the fires began But when the flames had finally pa**ed And we saw all that we'd lost We weren't about to bid it all farewell Cos there's been fire before in Illabo And there'll be fire again And come what may, There's been worse things in the way It's our home and we won't leave Without a fight There were kids who'd never seen the rain in Grenfell And everyone was wondering just when the drought would break And as each dusty day went by We watched the stock curl up & die But we weren't about to do the same ourselves Cos there's been drought again And come what may, There's been worse things in the way It's our home and we won't leave Without a fight After all the years of toil & tears People ought to know That we're not the sort of folks Who just let go.... Most were glad when the drought broke in Nyngan But what had really happened was the Floods had just begun And though we worked all through the night In the end we lost the fight But that didn't mean we'd lose the place for good... Cos there's been flood before in Nyngan And there'll be flood again And come what may, There's been worse things in the way It's our home and we won't leave Without a fight.