Work dry in these empty towns, whispered tales of heading south
Hopes of thousands of brothers, all lost and Australia bound
Headed for sunny shores, headed for that golden coast
Away to find them a livin', all lost and Australia bound
And it's Eire's setting sun, that rises on Australian plains
Cast in scorched red earth, chained by sweat and dust
Men of fiery mines, awaken on the great unknown
For hopes of thousands of brothers were lost, now Australia bound
Australia rises
Young hearts of Ireland
On the horizon
Australia's rising
Brothers are headed, away from Irish Shores
Night sets in upon the arid plains
Oceans veiled by clearest skies cast far beyond
Where hopes of thousands of brothers were lost, now Australia bound
Australia rises
Young hearts of Ireland
On the horizon
Australia's Rising