Way out in the land of the dry, red dust
Sits a farm where a visit is an absolute must
2600 hundred acres and her name is Myella
Thought up by Peter, who is quite a fella
Olive, Lynn and Joe make up the rest of the crew
If ever in doubt they’ll show you just what to do
The chance to milk a cow in the early morn
with luck you might see a baby calf born
Brushing and saddling and an afternoon ride
A hot iron, scared cattle and branding their hide
Late afternoon a four wheel drive sunset cruise
Bring along a camera for the wild kangaroos
Then relax with a drink of Pete’s wicked brew
Olive’s great cooking, didgeridoos and campfires too
You’ll be knackered at night and ready for bed,
bright stars, sweet dreams and a comfy place to lay your head
At the end of your stay you won’t want to go
from my own experience, this I know
No need to cry or weep
All the great memories forever you will keep.