(Two three four)
Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold
We've just come out of the mulga where the plains forever roll
And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes
And a shower has changed the lustre of his land
And it's raining on the Rock
In a beautiful country
And I'm proud to travel this big land
As an Aborigine
And it's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming
That you were here with me
Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose
Where does their beauty come from? Heaven knows
I could ask the wedge-tail but he's away too high
I wonder if he understands, it's wonderful to fly
It's raining on the Rock
In a beautiful country
I'm proud to travel this big land
As an Aborigine
It's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming
That you were here with me
It cannot be described with a picture
The mesmerising colours of Kata Tjuta
Or the grandeur of the Rock
Uluru is power
It's raining on the Rock
In a beautiful country
I'm proud to travel this big land
As an Aborigine
It's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see
I'm wishing and I'm dreaming
That you were here with me
Thank you
There go on, I could swear I saw Albert Namatjira just float by then
Oh dear, two, three