Memories are fading to almost dreams
Of the village I spent my first years
I’ve had so many homes now
It was the one place I thought I’d spend my life
But you made me what I am
Both good and bad
My little Hometown
Home across the railroad that scared me so
The dust and dirt of a great country
Fills the scene
Of the images which make me happy
But you made me what I am
Both good and bad
My little Hometown
Numbers fewer then 500
On the road from Dubbo to Wellington
While I may never return
You made me what I am
And I’ll never forget
My little Hometown of Geurie
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Geurie
Memories are fading to almost dreams
Of the village I spent my first years
I’ve had so many homes now
It was the one place I thought I’d spend my life
But you made me what I am
Both good and bad
My little Hometown
Home across the railroad that scared me so
The dust and dirt of a great country
Fills the scene
Of the images which make me happy
But you made me what I am
Both good and bad
My little Hometown
Numbers fewer then 500
On the road from Dubbo to Wellington
While I may never return
You made me what I am
And I’ll never forget
My little Hometown of Geurie