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We often hear men boast about the land which gave them / birth, / And each one thinks his native land the fairest spot on / earth; / In beauty, riches, power, no land can his surpass; / To his, all other lands on earth cannot even hold a glass. / Now, if other people have their boasts, then, say, why should / not we, / For we can drink our jovial toast and sing with three times / three; / For there's not a country in the world where all that's fair / prevails / As here it does in this our land, our sunny New South / Wales.
Chorus / Then toast with me our happy land, / Where all that's fair prevails, / Our colour's blue and our hearts are true, / In sunny New South Wales.