Oh! how I wish that I could be a little Aborigine
The boomerang he learns to throw and that is all he needs to know.
He chases bunnies all day long and paddles in a billabong.
Black skin won’t show the dirty place
And so he doesn’t wash his face
I needn’t eat his grubs and snakes.
But live on lollipops and cakes.
He sees the wild corroboree,
I wish I wish, that he was me!
Oh, how I wish that I could be a little Aboriginee!