The Coorong Of South Australia Poem by Francis Duggan

To that old flat brown Country the Seasons come and go
Of the Coorong of South Australia where the mighty Murray flow
On it's journey to the ocean through Tailem Bend and further down
Through Murray Bridge just off of the freeway a big and well known Rural Town.

Of the Coorong of South Australia many stories have been told
At the arrival of South Australia's first people this old land it was old
A wide and open Country with few houses to be seen
Where trees are in minority and far more brown than green.

The Coorong of South Australia was old in the Dreamtime
Sketched by the famous artists and the bards it inspired to rhyme
Yet the Murray flowing saltier as the water table rise
Irrigation by the Coorong farmers as a practice is not wise.

The Coorong of South Australia where the black tribes lived years ago
A Land as old as time itself where the brown Murray waters flow
Where it has flowed forever and will flow forever more
On it's journey through the brown Lands to the distant ocean shore.