Kurrajong Tree (Storer Sara)

I'm named after my grandmother I'm blessed with music and her with poetry And she told me this story And with my music I'd like to sing you, her sweet memory Old Kurrajong tree You look lonely to me Do you miss the old days, Of the horses and drays? Or the fields full of hay, And the children at play? Do you miss the good times, Of the men and the mines? And the house with the light And the violins at night Oh tell me old tree, What else can it be? Do you miss what we had, Is that why you're sad? Tell me old tree What else can it be? Old Kurrajong tree You look lonely to me Do you miss the old days, Of the horses and drays? There is no time for dismay Look up at today For although we're apart You still live in our hearts And the house with the light And the violins at night Oh tell me old tree, What else can it be? Do you miss what we had, Is that why you're sad? Tell me old tree What else can it be? (2x) I'm named after my grandmother