Crocodile
Hunter-loving husband of Terri
and Dad to Bindi and Bob
1962-2006
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If the crocodiles are
crying
Then, so are you and I
The love we saw of the
Steve so loved
Will never ever die
Steve showed us how to
strive
As warriors for our world
For a better place for all
God made
A truer place for all
From the outback here, to
Hollywood
Steve did it rough, but
real
The world admires you
Steve, so much
For saving all we steal
His heart was home most
everywhere
Not, just among the
gumtrees
But, in helping every
creature
In their own land, be free
The koalas play, the crocs
can swim
From the courage of one
man
To change the world, to
teach the truth
The balance of our land
Fair dinkum Steve, you
lived a life
With grit, you lived it
full
The mission done, your job
complete
Into your heart, the world
you pulled
We dig it now, just what
is right
To listen to their call
Hey true blue, by crikey
mate
There's some Irwin in us
all
You didn't really go away
Your passion's here to
stay
Terri, Bob and Bindi sweet
Will keep it here to stay |
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Soft Aussie Whispers
from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Lyrics
Home Among The Gumtrees
by W. Johnson and B.
Brown
I've been around the world a dozen times, or maybe
more,
I've seen the sights and had delights on every
foreign shore,
But when my friends all ask me the place that I
adore,
I tell them right away.
Give me a home among the gumtrees, with lots of
plum trees,
A sheep or two, a kangaroo, a clothesline out the
back,
Verandah out the front and an old rocking chair.
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