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Oh Captain Cook he was a sailor / Sail, oh, sail away, / He sailed until he found Australia / Sail to Sydney Bay, / For the wind blows fair, and the wind blows free / And Sydney town's the town for me / The brave old town by the Southern Sea / Sail, oh, sail away.
Oh Kingsford Smith, the aviator / Fly, oh, fly away / He was the air's great navigator / Fly to Sydney Bay, / And he steered his course by the stars and skies / And no man knows where now he lies / Till trumpets sound and the dead arise / Fly, oh, fly away.