Near where the Adelaide Mt Gambier and the Melbourne highway meet
The hotel there a good place to drink and eat.
A small rural Town in the dry Countryside
Of sparsely treed paddocks that stretch far and wide
In a flat landscape always looking brown
A half an hour by car from Bordertown.
At the Keith caravan park I stayed overnight
I heard the brush tail possums growl in the moonlight
The squawking corellas woke me before daybreak
Quite a racket a large flock of them does seem to make.
In Keith Town I may be a stranger but I find the people friendly there
It has the friendly Country Town feel about it and sour faces there seem rare
And when I’m on the Adelaide highway I never pass by Keith
So many happy faces one see there on every street.
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