A tale of crime for over
Two million years
Washed away by the
Salt of tears
Too late for sorry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
Hume and Hovell
Sturt and Cadel
Found the old man was
Doing well
Roll me a durry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
Lady Augusta
Sweet Mary Ann
How they raced for a
Dirty old man
Why need to hurry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
Irrigators and regulators
Punched him in the mouth
They wanted to steal from
Mississippi South
For the spoils they scurry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
They picked his pockets and
Stole his time
For their greed they
Committed this crime
Face down in slurry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
I watched with sadness
Couldn’t make them stop
They took everything to
Seed their crop
You got your quarry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
Throw me a lifeboat
Throw me a bone
Old Man Pondi is
Dead and gone
Too late to worry
Don’t cry me a river Murray
No last rites
No time to pray
Mr. Percival just
Flew away
Too late for sorry
I‘ve just cried me a river Murray
Yes, it’s too late for sorry,
I’ve just cried me a river Murray

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