She was fairer than the flowers that blossom in the vails
Red up in the mountains of sunny New South Wales
But in my youth I went away that's how the story goes
I've had my thing gone back again to my southern Northern Rose
I sent a letter to her just a month ago today
This little girl I'm speaking of she answered yesterday
Her love for me is just the same as when i went to roam
I'm still in luck gonna make it up to my sunny northern rose
Oh you can search for happiness as through the land you roam
But you will finally wake up that you've left it there at home
Just like I did when just a kid with lots to learn you know
Now its home by G and the girl for me is my sunny northern rose
Let me see that old creek winding through the flats of Oak and Fern
And see the bushfires smoldering as through the night they burn
Set me back there in the saddle where the station cattle roam
And let me prune through the old bush moon on the dusty road to home
I'm shaken off these city clothes they've kinda lost their charm
For an old felt hat and station hack to jug around the farm
A patch of land will suit me grand where friendly gum trees grow
And ill spend my days still I'm old and gray with my sunny northern rose
Oh you can search for happiness as through the land you roam
But you will finally wake up that you've left it there at home
Just like I did when just a kid with lots to learn you know
Now its home by G and the girl for me is my sunny northern rose